I take with me where I go a pen and a golden bowl;
Poet and beggar step in my shoes, or a prince in a purple shawl.
I bring with me when I return to the house that my father's hands made,
A crooning bird on a chrystal bough and, o, a sad, sad word!
Ave María
Amsterdam
One Day At A Time
Miracles
If I Knew
Let It Be
In The Morning Light
If I Knew
Green, Green Grass Of Home
No, Woman, No Cry
Miracles
La Llorona
Amsterdam
One Day At a Time
Let It Be
O Come, O Come, Emanuel
Eleanor Rigby
Imagine
Guantanamera
Little Drummer Boy