Now the dark air is like fire on my skin, And even the moonlight is blinding — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
Well I was born a rambler friends, and I intend to die that way. It could be twenty years from now it could be… — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
I've met Bob Dylan's bodyguards, and if Steve Earle thinks he can stand on Bob Dylan's coffee table, he's sadly mistaken, — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
I'd like to write some songs that are so good that nobody understands them. Not even myself. — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
Sorrow and solitude, these are the precious things/ And the only words that are worth remembering. — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
Human's can't live in the present as animals do; they just live in the present. But human's are always thinking about the future or… — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
There are only two kinds of songs; there's the blues, and there's zip-a-dee-doo-dah, — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
What I do is between me and the Lord, to examine and possibly alter the state of grace in which I live, and thereby… — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
“come on mama, let's rent us a boat sail down that gibraltar moat shed a tear every time we pass tangier” — Townes Van Zandt Copy Share Image
