I was a pretty good imitator of Roy Acuff, but then I found out they already had a Roy Acuff, so I started singin' like myself.
I wish I was back at WSFA making twelve dollars a week. At least then, if someone come to see me, I'd know they were coming to see me. Now I reckon they just want something from me.
My mother played the organ in church at Georgiana, and I sat on the seat beside her.
I learned to play the git-tar from an old colored man in the streets of Montgomery. He was named Tetot, and he played in a colored street band.
I have been living in Montgomery so long that I call it home.
To sing like a hillbilly, you had to have lived like a hillbilly. You had to have smelt a lot of mule manure.
