DUSTY SPRINGFIELD
SON OF A PREACHER MAN
YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY YOU LOVE ME
I CLOSE MY EYES AND COUNT TO TEN
I ONLY WANT TO BE WITH YOU
I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO
STAY A WHILE
GOIN' BACK
IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE
WISHIN' AND HOPIN'
LOOK OF LOVE
LOSING YOU