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!
Amsterdam
Let It Be
Ave María
In The Morning Light
Miracles
If I Knew
In The Morning Light
O Come, O Come, Emanuel
One Day At A Time
Green, Green Grass Of Home
Put Your Hand In The Hand
Forever Young
Good King Wenceslas
One Day At a Time
No, Woman, No Cry
Eleanor Rigby
House Of The Rising Sun
Amsterdam
If I Knew
Miracles