When You Sit On Something Trying To

The Blues Will Be Blue, And The Jealousies Green, But When Love Picks Its Color It Demands To Be Seen.

I'm Not Sure How We Exist, As An Artist, Without Country Radio.

I've Got Friends In Low Places, Where The Whiskey Drowns And The Beer Chases My Blues Away.

There's A Difference Between Knowing What's On The Page In A History Book And Actually Feeling That Page Have Curves And Valleys.

A Dream Is Like A River Ever Changing As It Flows And A Dreamer's Just A Vessel That Must Follow Where It Goes.