Songs Quotes

Perhaps they are singing songs to you,' he said, 'and I just think they’re asking me questions.' He ...

People listening to songs are like people reading novels: for a few minutes, for a few hours, someon...

The boy Prewitt loved the songs because they gave him something, a first hint that pain might not be...

Whose starboard eyeSaw chariot 'swing low'?

on him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through h...

So you write to our congressmenWith bleeding pensOf the sorrow withinAnd in return they just sendTic...

Why are you making no more songs?' I said to him in a tone like that. 'Why are you making no more so...

Classic of '43. Don't knock it. A Vintage year.

I sing about life. I am happy, but life is sad.

Over and over. They be making me remember everythings. Me old songs, they just be natural. But now t...

Our songs travel the earth. We sing to one another. Not a single note is ever lost and no song is or...

I'm not religious, and I'm not a Christian, but I do reserve the right to believe in the possibility...

And mostly all I have to say about these songs is that I love them, and want to sing along to them, ...

There are, of course, inherent tendencies to repetition in music itself. Our poetry, our ballads, ou...

...and all the people said 'What a shame that he's dead, but wasn't he a most peculiar man?

...and all the people said 'What a shame that he's dead, but wasn't he a most peculiar man?

Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.

He wanted the songs, the stories, to save everybody.

Perhaps it is how we are made; perhaps words of truth reach us best through the heart, and stories a...

Like a comet pulled from orbit, As it passes a sun. Like a stream that meets a boulder, Halfway thro...

I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine

Children make up the best songs, anyway. Better than grown-ups. Kids are always working on songs and...

He likes a day in the studio to end, he says, "when my knees are all skinned up and my pants are wet...

Hair is gray and the firers are burning. So many dreams on the shelf. You say I wanted you to be pro...

You will never find peace with these fascistsYou'll never find friends such as weSo remember that va...

So long as the human spirit thrives on this planet, music in some living form will accompany and sus...

People who care nothing for their country's stories and songs,' he said, 'are like people without a ...

If I'm going to sing like someone else, then I don't need to sing at all.

He not busy being born is busy dying.

I had no songs in my repertoire for commercial radio anyway. Songs about debauched bootleggers, moth...

Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights.

Two people, two hands, and two songs, in this case "Big Shot" and "Bette Davis Eyes." The lyrics of ...