Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Ronald Haggardwas an American singer, songwriter, guitarist, fiddler, and instrumentalist. Along with Buck Owens, Haggard and his band the Strangers helped create the Bakersfield sound, which is characterized by the twang of Fender Telecaster and the unique mix with the traditional country steel guitar sound, new vocal harmony styles in which the words are minimal, and a rough edge not heard on the more polished Nashville sound recordings of the same era...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionCountry Singer
Date of Birth6 April 1937
CityOildale, CA
CountryUnited States of America
It sounds like something from a Woody Guthrie song, but it's true; I was raised in a freight car.
Read about some squirrelly guy who claims that he just don't believe in fighting, and I wonder how long the rest of us can count on being free.
I enjoy the videos with the sound off, where you can look at the belly buttons and everything. Really some pretty girls, but I don't know about the music.
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee, we don't take trips on LSD. We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street, we like living right and free.
When you get to readin' about where the music and John Steinbeck and all those people like that come from, the further you go the more interesting it becomes.
A house without love ain't a home.
There's two kind of cherries, and two kind of fairies, and two kind of mothers I'm told.
There's just a few people that call themselves stars can actually sit down with a guitar and sing you a song.
Stop rolling down hill like a snow ball headed for hell.
There's one thing I never did do, and that was stink.
To be part of what you're singing about is somewhat painful. You've got to climb inside it all.
Hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me. I ain't never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be.
It's a long way from Graceland across Jordan to the Promised Land, but Jesus finally came to lead him home.
There's two or three kids out there trying to make good music, and the rest of them sound like it's been strained through some kind of white toast or something. It all sounds just too neat and perfect, with no surprise to it at all. No story, no nothing. It's like building cars, like an assembly line. It doesn't sound like anything that came from a guitar.