“I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the suns

“There's a lot of solidarity, a lot of love and in both Philadelphia and Chicago, and it's been a great road trip with the Labor Radio...

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.