“slept all night in the cedar grove,i was born to ramble, born to rove,some men are searchin' for the holy grail,but there ain't nothin' sweeterthan ridin' the rails”

“I ain't got no spare/I ain't got no jack/I don't give a shit/I'm not going back”

“I admit that I ain't no angel, I admit that I ain't no saint-- I'm selfish and I'm cruel and I'm blind. If I exorcise my devils, well my angels may leave too. When they leave they're so hard to find...”

“This is about all the bad days in the world. I used to have some little bad days, and I kept them in a little box. And one day, I threw them out into the yard. "Oh, it's just a couple little innocent bad days." Well, we had a big rain. I don't know what it was growing in but I think we used to put eggshells out there and coffee grounds, too. Don't plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me. Choke those little bad days. Choke 'em down to nothin'. They're your days. Choke 'em!”

“There ain't no devil, only God when he's drunk.”

“There ain't no devil there's just god when he's drunk”

“Don't you know there ain't no devil; there's just God when he's drunk.”