I Have Lost My Credibility As A

I Came Upon A Child Of God, He Was Walking Along The Road And I Asked Him, Where Are You Going And This He Told Me: "i'm Going On Down To Yasgur's Farm I'm Going To Join In A Rock 'n' Roll Band I'm Going To Camp Out On The Land, I'm Going To Try An' Get My Soul Free.

You Snipe So Steady, You Snub So Snide, So Rip And Ready To Diminish And Deride.

You Dont Know What You Got Till Its Gone

I Assume There Must Be Some Kind Of Genetic Thrust. My Two Grandmothers Were Very Different, But Both Of Them Were Frustrated Musicians.

The Blue Album, There’s Hardly A Dishonest Note In The Vocals. At That Period Of My Life, I Had No Personal Defenses. I Felt Like A Cellophane Wrapper On A Pack Of Cigarettes. I Felt Like I Had Absolutely No Secrets From The World And I Couldn’t Pretend In My Life To Be Strong. Or To Be Happy. But The Advantage Of It In The Music Was That There Were No Defenses There, Either.