Truth Is Like The Sun. You Can

On A Cold And Gray Chicago Morning Another Little Baby Child Is Born In The Ghetto, And His Mama Cries.

You've Got To Follow That Dream, Wherever That Dream May Lead.

Tomorrow Will Be Too Late, It's Now Or Never.

I Learned Very Early In Life That: 'without A Song, The Day Would Never End; Without A Friend, A Man Ain't Got A Friend; Without A Song, The Road Would Never Bend-without A Song.' So I Keep Singing A Song.

They Put Me On Television. And The Whole Thing Broke Loose. It Was Wild, I Tell Ya For Sure.