Whoever Supports The Farmer Is The Guy

The Whole House Came Up And I Came Up With It... I Was Just Praying To The Lord To Take Care Of Me.

My First Job Was In A Bohemian Polka Band, The Rejcek Family Polka Band In Abbott. The Old Man In The Band Had Another Blacksmith Shop In Abbott, But He Liked Me. All He Had Was Horns And Drums, And I Was Set Up Over There With My Little Guitar With No Amps Or Nothing. I Would Play As Loud As I Wanted To, And Nobody Could Hear Me.

I Still Probably Smoke As Much As I Ever Did!

We Are The Same. There Is No Difference Anywhere In The World. People Are People. They Laugh, Cry, Feel, And Love, And Music Seems To Be The Commons Denomination That Brings Us All Together. Music Cuts Through All Boundaries And Goes Right To The Soul.

Let The Jerks Of The World Serve As The Perfect Example Of What You Don't Want To Be. You'll Be A Heck Of A Lot Happier, And In The Long Run, There's A Chance That Other Person At Work Will End Up Asking What Your Secret Is. Why Are You The Happy One? In Other Words, Don't Let Your Thoughts Think You. Besides, If You're Really Gonna Get Pissed, Don't Waste It On Your Family, Friends, Or Coworkers, Save It For Something That Really Matters.