I Live With The Old Swing And Trumpets

And Fly Through My Country And Play It

And Those Who Have Calling, They Have It



And Everyone Needs A Light

A Place In The Sun

I Like Your Photographs

I Need One



You Act Like A Stranger And I'll Bet

You Gave Them My Number And The Rest

To Those Who Keep Calling And Run It



And Everyone Needs A Light

A Place In The Sun

I Like Your Photographs

I Need One



Leave Here A Stranger