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
White Christmas
Gypsy
Lost Highway
Forgive Me
It Makes No Difference Now
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
It Makes No Difference Now
I Can't Help It (If I'm Still in Love with You)
In The Mood
This Train
When The Saints Go Marching In
September In The Rain
Faded Love
There's No You
Paper Doll
I'm Movin' On
That's All There Is To That
Have I Told You Lately That I Love You?
She Thinks I Still Care