Thinking Of A Series Of Dreams Where

I Set My Monkey On The Log, And Ordered Him To Do The Dog. He Wagged His Tail And Shook His Head, And He Went And Did The Cat Instead.

I Was Born A Long Way From Where I Belong And I Am On My Way Home.

I Feel Like I'm Knockin' On Heaven's Door.

Folk Songs Are Evasive-the Truth About Life, And Life Is More Or Less A Lie, But Then Again That's Exactly The Way We Want It To Be. We Wouldn't Be Comfortable With It Any Other Way. A Folk Song Has Over A Thousand Faces And You Must Meet Them All If You Want To Play This Stuff. A Folk Song Might Vary In Meaning And It Might Not Appear The Same From One Moment To The Next. It Depends On Who's Playing And Who's Listening.

In Writing Songs, I've Learned As Much From Cezanne As I Have From Woody Guthrie.