Thiar Ain't No Sense In Gittin' Riled!

Nobody Shoulders A Rifle In Defense Of A Boarding House.

The Creator Who Could Put A Cancer In A Believer's Stomach Is Above Being Interfered With By Prayers.

For The Glory Born Of Goodness Never Dies, And Its Flag Is Not Half-masted In The Skies.

The Only Sure Thing About Luck Is That It Will Change.

When Folks Find I Ain't Afeard To Speak My Mind On Their Affairs, They Kinder Guess I'm Tellin' The Truth About My Own.