Oh, the wayward wind, is a restless wind
A restless wind, that yearns to wander
And I was born, the next of kin
The next of kin
To the wayward wind
In a lonely shack by a railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made me a slave, to my wand'ring ways
Oh, the wayward wind, is a restless wind
A restless wind, that yearns to wander
And I was born, the next of kin
The next of kin
To the wayward wind
Im Tired Of Singing My Song In Las Vegas
I Like It
Softly And Tenderly
This Little Girl Of Mine
We Wish You A Merry Christmas
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Dont Give Up The Ship
Du Bist Nicht So Wie Die Andern
Back When The Bands Played In Ragtime
When I Grow Too Old To Dream
The Story Of Me
Girls Girls Girls
Three Bands Of Steel
The Brand New Tennessee Waltz
When You Wish Upon A Star
Ballad Of A Teenage Queen
Give Peace A Chance
Christopher Robin Is Saying His Prayers
Memories Are Made Of This