Long as I remember, rain been comin' down; Clouds of mystery fallin', confusion on the ground; Good men through the ages, trying to find the sun; And I wonder, still I wonder: Who will stop the rain? — John Fogerty Copy Share Image
Even though I have often recorded alone, I still feel the best music is made by musicians playing off each other. — John Fogerty Copy Share
Usually I just let my songs do the talking. As a matter of fact I have long had an aversion to celebrities endorsing politics,… — John Fogerty Copy Share
What happens is, especially when I was writing for my band, Creedence, and it's the way I write now, I go into "guitar lick"… — John Fogerty Copy Share
All the really great records or people who made them somehow came from Memphis or Louisiana or somewhere along the Mississippi River...And singers like… — John Fogerty Copy Share
I've long ago learned that if an idea will stand on its own, it'll stand having the light shone on it. But if you… — John Fogerty Copy Share
It just seemed like all the records I have made since Creedence Clearwater Revival have all been sort of pushed off center. I felt… — John Fogerty Copy Share
I stuck with that size because I could bend the strings so well, and somewhere along the line I must have gotten it into… — John Fogerty Copy Share
I think at times the very strong feelings I have about my country coincide with my musical ability, and I'm able to actually turn… — John Fogerty Copy Share
When I'm standing at the Pearly Gates, I want to say to God, 'Don't look at the records. Look at my family. I'm much… — John Fogerty Copy Share
I ain't got no time for a Caribbean cruise, just give me a song and a beer. — John Fogerty Copy Share
I'm now comfortable playing a lot of the old songs, and I've gotten out a lot of the old equipment. — John Fogerty Copy Share
With the Michael Moore movie, certain conservative talk show hosts call him un-American. Him and anybody else who says anything about the war... To… — John Fogerty Copy Share
The only sliding I did was on the kind of instrument that you put on your lap; no Spanish electrics. — John Fogerty Copy Share
