We'll All Be Equal Under The Grass,

I've Got No Deep Voice Today. I've Got A Cold. But When I Was Young, I Had A High Tenor Voice.

My Daddy Left Home When I Was Three And He Didn't Leave Much To Ma And Me, Just This Old Guitar And An Empty Bottle Of Booze.

It's Good To Know Who Hates You And It Is Good To Be Hated By The Right People

I Love Bob Dylan, I Really Do. I Love His Early Work, I Love The First Time He Plugged In Electrically, I Love His Christian Albums, I Love His Other Albums.

Why Me, Lord? What Have I Ever Done To Deserve Even One Of The Blessings I've Known? Why Me, Lord? What Did I Ever Do That Was Worth Love From You And The Kindness You've Shown? Lord, Help Me, Jesus, I've Wasted It So. Help Me, Jesus. I Know What I Am. Now That I Know That I've Needed You So, Help Me, Jesus. My Soul's In Your Hand.