Yeah, I'm Old As The Hills And

I Couldn't Bear The Road Anymore. I'm Sure That A Lot Of People Who Have Been On The Road A Long Time Will Say The Same Thing. After A While, Waiting For Bedroom Service And Planes - I Wanted To Go Home.

I Believe In My Writing.

The Dark Night Of The Soul For Me Was One Night In Florida, When I Had Been On The Road For About Four Years And I Realized That Everybody Around Me Was On My Payroll, That My Old Friends Hadn't Been In Touch With Me And My Family Didn't Know Where To Get Me. I Was A Very Unhappy Guy And It Was Because I Was Really Alone.

Touring Is A Young Man's Game, But After 30 Years Of It, I Want To Stay Home.

I Believe That We Are Who We Choose To Be. Nobody Is Going To Come And Save You. You've Got To Save Yourself. Nobody Is Going To Give You Anything. You've Got To Go Out And Fight For It.