Some trees flourish, others die. Some cattle grow strong, others are taken by wolves. Some men are born rich enough and dumb enough to enjoy their lives. Ain't nothing fair. You know that.

It ain't no secret I didn't get these scars falling over in church.

Some trees flourish, others die. Some cattle grow strong, others are taken by wolves. Some men are born rich enough and dumb enough to enjoy their lives. Ain't nothing fair. You know that.

If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.

My cause is to keep this town from turning into a living hell for the folks who live here.