One of the best. My wife and I saw him twice last year, and were lucky to see him at least once a year in the prior 3 or 4. After the throat cancer, his voice was obviously not the same, but he took such obvious joy in performing that it was infectious, and you couldn't help but have fun at his concerts (well, once Iris DeMent opened for him and that was a sheer sonic horror - he made up for it though).
Woke up this morning
Put on my slippers
Walked in the kitchen
And diedAnd oh, what a feeling!When my soul
Went through the ceiling
And on up into heaven, I did ride...
Woke up this morning
Put on my slippers
Walked in the kitchen
And diedAnd oh, what a feeling!When my soul
Went through the ceiling
And on up into heaven, I did ride...