I'm gettin' tired of roamin' round
I'm gettin' tired of paintin' the town
Bright lights and blonde haired women don't thrill me
I'm gettin' tired of being lit up like a Christmas tree
I've done about everything there is to do you said it would be this way
Well believe me baby I'm all through I guess I'll come to you
Well I'm gettin' tired of roamin' round...
In The Mood
Gypsy
White Christmas
Lost Highway
Forgive Me
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
It Makes No Difference Now
It Makes No Difference Now
I Can't Help It (If I'm Still in Love with You)
When The Saints Go Marching In
This Train
Faded Love
Headin' Down The Wrong Highway
Paper Doll
Walking The Floor Over You
Behind Closed Doors
In The Mood
I'll Be Around
September In The Rain
Gypsy