I lay my head on the wheel and the horn begins honking, the whole neighborhood knows that I'm home drunk again. — George Jones Copy Share Image
It didn't make much difference what time of night it was, whenever [my father would] come in drunk, he'd say, "Get up and sing me some songs." We didn't want to sing but we sang. — George Jones Copy Share Image
There's nothing prettier in the world than a melody. I can get lost in a song with a melody. A lot of times I… — George Jones Copy Share Image
I just want to keep living on and enjoying food! Even though I'm gaining weight, I want to record if the Lord wants me… — George Jones Copy Share Image
There, gleaming in the glow, was that ten-horsepower rotary engine under a seat. A key glistening in the ignition. I imagine the top speed… — George Jones Copy Share Image
All Patsy Cline had to do was sing somebody else’s song and her version would outsell theirs because it would be so good! — George Jones Copy Share Image
I was born in Saratoga, Texas, a little town there in the Big Thicket about 60 miles north of Beaumont. Needless to say, we… — George Jones Copy Share Image