I never had the blues; the blues always had me.
Blues is not a dream, blues is truth.
Logically, when you talkin' about folk music and blues, you find out it's music of just plain people.
When somebody blazes a path to a highway that never end, you should appreciate 'em some.
The last thing that the blues needs is another smart-ass white boy with an attitude.
My guitar was loud as hell, and I had no sympathy for anybody else.
I got Sonny up to Harlem, and we started street playin' in New York. We did that for three or four years and survived. We brought it back to the streets again.
Everybody would grab a guitar and listen to somebody else and call themselves a folk singer. When they didn't know no more songs, they'd run out of them.
I was playing with steel picks on a steel guitar, and there was no amplification needed.
I only write about what I do, what happens to me.
That's what I liked about hitch-hiking. If a crowd wasn't big enough, I kept walkin.'
When I was hitch-hiking, people had to follow me, 'cause I didn't stay long.
Anywhere I'm wanted, I'll go. I've got to be wanted, though.
