With A Guitar I Would Be Able

The Blues - The Sound Of A Sinner On Revival Day.

Setting My Mind On A Musical Instrument Was Like Falling In Love. All The World Seemed Bright And Changed.

You Can Never Tell What's In A Woman's Mind, And If She's From Harlem, There's No Use O' Tryin

My Big Ears Indicated A Talent For Music. This Thrilled Me.

If My Serenade Of Song And Story Should Serve As A Pillow For Some Composer's Head, As Yet Perhaps Unborn, To Dream And Build On Our Fond Melodies In His Tomorrow, I Have Not Labored In Vain.