Give me oysters and beer, for dinner every day of the year, and I'll be fine.

We didn't invent the Grateful Dead, the crowd invented the Grateful Dead. We were just in line to see what was going to happen.

I see a woman in the night with a baby in her hand, under an old street light near a garbage can.

Got to fight to control the violent side, every day and night.

I had a song called "Folsom Prison Blues" that was a hit just before "I Walk The Line." And the people in Texas heard about it at the state prison and got to writing me letters asking me to come down there. So I responded and then the warden called me and asked if I would come down and do a show for the prisoners in Texas.

With an iron-clad fist, I wake up and French-kiss the morning.