When I Was Young, I Didn't Play

I Think Ive Done The Best I Could Have Done. But I Keep Wanting To Play Better, Go Further. There Are So Many Sounds I Still Want To Make, So Many Things I Havent Yet Done. When I Was Younger I Thought Maybe Id Reached That Peak. But Im 86 Now, And If I Make It Through To Next Month, Ill Be 87. And Now I Know It Can Never Be Perfect, It Can Never Be Exactly What It Should Be, So You Got To Keep Going Further, Getting Better.

You Only Live But Once, And When Your Died Your Done, So Let The Good Times Roll.

Singing About Your Sadness Unburdens Your Soul. But The Blues Hollers Shouted About More Than Being Sad. They Were Also Delivering Messages In Musical Code. If The Master Was Coming, You Might Sing A Hidden Warning To The Other Field Hands . . . The Blues Could Warn You What Was Coming. I Could See The Blues Was About Survival.

I Don't Have A Favorite Song That I've Written. But I Do Have A Favorite Song: 'always On My Mind,' The Willie Nelson Version. If I Could Sing It Like He Do, I Would Sing It Every Night. I Like The Story It Tells.

I Always Liked The Steel Guitar. I Also Love The Guys That Play The Bottleneck. But I Could Never Do It; I Never Made It Do What I Want. So Every Time I Would Pick Up The Guitar, I'd Shake My Hand And Trill It A Bit. For Some Strange Reason My Ears Would Say To Me That Sounds Similar To What Those Guys Were Doing. I Can't Pick Up The Guitar Now Without Doing It. So That's How I Got Into Making My Sound. It Was Nothing Pretty. Just Trying To Please Myself. I Heard That Sound.