I always sang around the house. My brother and I would sing songs like 'Take Me Out to the Ballgame' and stuff like that.

Everyone in my family sang, and we would always sing these songs.

I sing around the house, in the shower.

When I'm rhyming it's all in my head... Like the slaves, when they were picking cotton, they would block out their minds. They would sing.

I cannot sing the old songs I sang long years ago, For heart and voice would fail me, And foolish tears would flow

I don't see myself as the boss. I sing and write the songs, and it would feel strange if somebody else wrote the lyrics I sang.