In The Merry Merry Month Of May (aka Barbara Allen)
(Traditional)



Was in the merry month of May
When flowers were a bloomin'
Sweet William on his death-bed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen

Slowly, slowly she got up
And slowly she went nigh him
And all she said when she got there
"Young man, I think you're dying"

"O yes, I'm sick and very low
And death is on me dwellin'
No better shall I ever be
If I don't get Barbara Allen"

"Don't you remember the other day
When you were in the tavern
I toasted all the ladies there
And slighted Barbara Allen?"

"O yes, I remember the other day
When we were in the Tavern
I toasted all the ladies there
Gave my love to Barbara Allen"

He turned his pale face to the wall
And death was on him dwellin'
"Adieu, Adieu, my kind friends all
Be kind to Barbara Allen"
As she was walkin' through the fields
She heard the death bells knelling
And every toll they seemed to say
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen"

She looked east, she looked west
She saw his corpse a-comin'
"Lay down, lay down the corpse" she said
"And let me gaze upon him"

"O mother, mother make my bed
O make it long and narrow
Sweet William died for me today
I'll die for him tomorrow"

Sweet William died on a Saturday night
And Barbara died on Sunday
Her mother died for the love of both
And was buried Easter Monday

They buried Willie in the old church yard
And Barbara there anigh him
And out of his grave grew a red, red rose
And out of hers, a briar

They grew and grew in the old churchyard
Till they couldn't grow no higher
They lapped and tied in a true love's knot
The rose ran around the briar

Nature Boy
Composer(s): Eden Ahbez
Performer(s): Nat King Cole;
and various other artists



There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he

And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return"

(instrumental break)

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return"

In The Meantime
Composer(s): John Burch
Performer(s): Georgie Fame



Some day baby, gonna hit on you
And together we will live life through
But in the meantime I'm such a lean time
You have a hard time
Because I wanna live it up this way
That's why I gotta change my style you say
Give up my gals and wine

So you can see, I'm gonna need some loving in the meantime
I'm gonna need some catching in the meantime
I'm gonna be a meantime man

Oh pretty baby, I've always been like this hell
No one to chain me
But if you love me like I think you do
You're gonna understand I'm gonna change for you
Give up my gals and wine

So you can see, I'm gonna need some loving in the meantime
I'm gonna need some catching in the meantime
I'm gonna be a meantime man

So now I know
Yeah, you're gonna save my soul
Just change my style
But you better know me, why

I really love you
Although I never show it
Don't tell me we're through

I tell you sacrifice in love is grand
It won't be long before we're hand in hand
And I give up my gals and wine

So you can see, I'm gonna need some loving in the meantime
I'm gonna need some catching in the meantime
I'm gonna be a meantime man

I really love you
Although I never show it
Don't tell me we're through

I tell you sacrifice in love is grand
It won't be long before we're hand in hand
And I give up my gals and wine

So you can see, I'm gonna need some loving in the meantime
I'm gonna need some catching in the meantime
I'm gonna be a meantime man

I'll see you in the meantime
You have a hard time 

Naturally Stoned
Composer(s): Chuck Woolery
Performer(s): Avante Garde; Helmut Zacharias



It seems the days we spent together
All too quickly faded away 
And even now my lonely mind
Is full of thoughts of yesterday 
The say grow up 
Put your mind on what you have to do
But I know I can never 
Make it baby, without you

I can feel a good vibration
When I put my mind on you alone
I can get a good sensation 
Feel like I'm naturally stoned
Naturally stoned

And now they say it's time for me
To face the troubled world alone
There's just one thing 
They do not seem to understand
Why can't they get it through their heads
I need a helping hand

I can feel a good vibration
When I put my mind on you alone
I can get a good sensation 
Feel like I'm naturally stoned
Naturally stoned

In The Light
Composer(s): Robert Plant; James Patrick Page; John Paul Jones
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1975



And if you feel that you can't go on, and your will's sinkin' low
Just believe and you can't go wrong
In the light you will find the road, you will find the road
Oh, did you ever believe that I could leave you, standing out in the cold
I know how it feels 'cause I have slipped through to the very depths of my soul
I just wanna show what I'd give you it is from every bend in the road
Now listen to me
Oh, whoa-whoa, as I was and really would be for you, too, honey
As you would for me, oh, I would share your load
Let me share your load, ooh, let me share, share your load
And if you feel that you can't go on
In the light you will find the road
Though the winds of change may blow around you, but that will always be so
When love is pain it can devour you, if you are never alone
I would share your load. I would share your load
Baby, let me, oh, let me
In the light
Everybody needs the light
In the light, in the light, in the light
Light, light, light, in the light
Light, light, light, in the light, ooh, yeah
Light, light, light, in the light

Natural Thing
Composer(s): Phil Mogg; Michael Schenker; Pete Way
Performer(s): UFO;
and various other artists



Said she came from Memphis 
You can look but please don't touch 
Didn't like rock and rollers 
Seemed a bit much too much

Cause it's the natural thing, feelin' the star 
The Natural blood starts to flow 
Yeah, the natural thing, got up a star 
Then she'll never let you go 

Hey girl, now does it feel allright 
Think I'm gettin' through
Don't you think the band's real tight 
Wait till we start to move
May sound funny but you gave it to me
I didn't even like it
May sound funny but you gave it to me
And now I got to live without it

I been down to Atlanta
Got to move my feet
Gettin' down before the last call 
With every star she meets

In The Land Of Beginning Again (Where Broken Dreams Come True)
Composer(s): Grant Clarke; George W. Meyer
Performer(s): Charles Harrison
and multiple other artists



There's a land of beginning again
Where skies are always blue
Though we've made mistakes, that's true
Let's forget the past and start life anew
Though we wandered by a river of tears
Where sunshine won't come through
Let's find that paradise where sorrow can't live
And learn the teachings of forget and forgive
In the land of beginning again
Where broken dreams come true

There's a land of beginning again
Where skies are always blue
Though we've made mistakes, that's true
Let's forget the past and start life anew
Though we wander by a river of tears
Where sunshine won't come through
Let's find that paradise where sorrow can't live
And learn the teachings of forget and forgive
In the land of beginning again
Where broken dreams come true

There's a land of beginning again
Sometimes there're tears behind a sunny smile
Some hearts hold sorrow for a long, long while
If we could only forget
Think how much further we'd get
And though our hearts are filled with sadness
We'll see the sunshine yet

Don't ever feel that ev'ry hope is gone
It's always darkest just before the dawn
Just try a smile through the tears
Some day you'll laugh at your fears
And though your life is filled with shadows
They'll fade through future years

There's a land of beginning again

Natural Sinner
Composer(s): Andy Fairweather-Low
Performer(s): Elton John;
Amen Corner; Andy Fairweather-Low



Na na na na ...

Sometimes I feel too old to work, too young to die
but I'll drink wine and whisky, I'll keep smoking 'till I die
I wear a suit of sadness made by experience
for I believe that in the end time will heal what men can’t mend

Chorus

I'm a natural sinner, born a sinner's son
Evil's been my motto, distrust everyone
I'm a natural sinner, born a sinner's son
Evil's been my motto, distrust everyone

Big men with small mind now, they're not hard to find
Now they ain’t got no good side, it plain greed that covers up what’s inside
Now ride the confusion, withhold your trust
Struck with your own hand when you think the cause is just

Chorus

Na na na na ...

Chorus

In The Land Of Yamo Yamo
Composer(s): Joe McCarthy; Fred Fisher
Performer(s): Wingy Manone & His Orch.; Chu Berry



There's a place that you never can trace in Geography
come on with me, come on and see
if you haven't been there I'm sure you'll declare 
that you ought to be it's so much like old Napoli

Wine and song are flowing along like a melody
in Napoli, come on with me
the girls are fair and everything there is in harmony
It's the one place on Earth to be

In the land o' Yamo, Yamo, Funiculi, Funiculi, Funicula
Lights are blinking, while you're drinking
it's the place where the goodfellows are
Good bye to all your sorrows, you never hear them talk about war
in the land of Yamo, Yamo, Funiculi, Funiculi, Funicula

Natural Mystic
Composer(s): Bob Marley
Performer(s): Bob Marley;
and various other artists



There's a natural
mystic
Blowing through
the air
If you listen
carefully now you will hear
This could be the
first trumpet
Might as well be
the last
Many more will
have to suffer
Many more will
have to die
Don't ask me why
Things are not the
way they used to be
I won't tell no
lie
One and all got to
face reality now

Though I try to
find the answer
To all the
questions they ask
Though I know it's
impossible
To go living
through the past
Don't tell no lie
There's a natural
mystic
Blowing through
the air
Can't keep them
down
If you listen
carefully now you will hear
Such a natural
mystic
Blowing through
the air

This could be the
first trumpet
Might as well be
the last
Many more will
have to suffer
Many more will
have to die
Don't ask me why
There's a natural
mystic
Blowing through
the air
I won't tell no
lie
If you listen
carefully now, you will hear

In The Jailhouse Now
(Traditional)
First release by: Jimmie Rodgers - 1928
Covered by multiple other artists



I had a friend named Ramblin Bob 
He used to steal gamble and rob 
He thought he was the smartest guy around 
Well I found out last Monday that Bob got locked up Sunday 
They've got him in the jailhouse way downtown 

He's in the jailhouse now 
He's in the jailhouse now 
Well, I told him once or twice to stop playin' cards and shootin' dice 
He's in the jailhouse now 

Bob liked to play his poker 
Pinochle whist and euchre 
But shootin dice was his favorite game 
He got throw'd in jail with nobody to go his bail 
The judge done said that he refused to the fine 

He's in the jailhouse now 
He's in the jailhouse now 
Well, I told him once or twice to stop playin' cards and shootin' dice 
He's in the jailhouse now 

Well I went out last Tuesday 
I met a girl named Suzie 
I said I was the swellest guy around 
Well we got to spendin' my money
And she started to callin' me honey 
We took in every cabaret in town 
We're in the jailhouse now 

We're in the jailhouse now 
We're in the jailhouse now 
Well I told that judge right to his face
I don't like to see this place 
We're in the jailhouse now

Natural High
Composer(s): Charles McCormick
Performer(s): Bloodstone;
and various other artists



Why do I keep my mind on you all the time
And I don´t even know you
Why do I feel this way
Thinking about you every day
And I don´t even know you
Take me in your arms
Thrill me with all of your charms
And I´ll take to the sky on a natural high
Loving you more till the day I die
Take to the sky on a natural high
Loving you more

If you have anything to do
Call me and I will do it for you
And I don´t even know you
If I had only one wish to give
That wish would be for you to live forever and ever

When I see you on the street
My heart skips a beat
And I´ll take to the sky on a natural high
Loving you more till the day I die
Take to the sky on a natural high
Loving you more.

I´m gonna try to do
All the things you want me to
If you´ll just give me a chance
I´m trying to make something out of a nothing romance
And I don´t even know you

Take me in your arms
Thrill me with all of your charms
And I´ll take to the sky on a natural high
Loving you more till the day I die

In The Hills Of Old Kentucky
Composer(s): Chas. L. Johnson; J.R. Shannon



There's a rose that grows in old Kentucky
She's the sweetest girl I know
With eyes of blue, and manner, too
That have made me love her so
Where the lonely mountain trail is winding
'Round my old Kentucky home
To a simple old log cabin
That is where I soon will roam

In my dreams I see the blue grass waving
And the meadow larks at play
They seem to call me back again to those hills far away
Where the winding trail is filled with sunshine
And the Rhododendron grows
Where the birds are ever singing 
To my own dear Mountain Rose

In the hills of old Kentucky 
Where the birds sing merrily 
And the Southern breeze is playing thru the trees
That is where I belong to be
O'er the mountain trail I'm going
Where my sweet wild flower grows 
In the hills of old Kentucky 
To my Mountain Rose

Native New Yorker
Composer(s): Sandy Linzer; Denny Randell
Performer(s): Odyssey - 1977;
and various other artists



New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh

Runnin' pretty, New York City girl
Twenty-five, thirty-five
Hello, baby, New York City girl

You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City

And love, love is just a passing word
It's the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left on the curb
When he dropped you off and he stated firm

Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now (You should know by now)
You're a native New Yorker

New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh

Music plays, everyone's dancin' closer and closer
Makin' friends and findin' lovers
There you are lost in the shadows, searchin' for someone (Searchin' for someone)
To set you free from New York City

And, whoa, where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show
You are the star, win the applause

Oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
You're a native New Yorker
No one opens the door
For a native New Yorker

(Runnin' pretty, New York City girl)
Ooh…ooh…ooh…
Native, native, native New Yorker

Where did all those yesterdays go
When you still believed love could really be like a Broadway show
You are the star

You're a native New Yorker
You should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker

You should know the score, you should know the score by now
You're a native New Yorker, oh, oh, oh
(Native, native, native new Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker

Whoa, oh, ho, ho, you're a native New Yorker
You should know the score
(Native, native, native new Yorker)
You're a native New Yorker

What you waitin' for, no one opens the door
(You're a native New Yorker)
For a native, for a native New Yorker

In The Heat Of The Night
Composer(s): Marilyn Bergman; Alan Bergman; Quincy Jones
Performer(s): Ray Charles



In the heat of the night
Seems like a cold sweat
Creeping cross my brow, oh yes
In the heat of the night
I'm a feelin' motherless somehow
Stars with evil eyes stare from the sky
(In the heat of the night)
Ain't a woman here before
Knows how to make the morning come
So hard to keep control
Well I could sell my soul for just a little light
In the heat of the night
I've got trouble wall to wall
Oh yes I have
I repeat in the night
Must be an ending to us all
Oh Lord, it won't be long
Yes, just you be strong
And it'll be all right
In the heat of the night

Nathan Jones
Composer(s): Leonard Caston; Kathy Wakefield
Performer(s): The Supremes;
Bananarama; Nicolette Larson



You packed your bags as I recall
And you walked slowly down the hall
You said you had to get away to ease your mind
And all you needed was a just little of time

Oh winter's passed, spring and fall
You never wrote me, you never called
Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
Gone too long...

If a woman could die of tears
Nathan Jones, well, I wouldn't be here
The key that you're holding won't fit my door
And there's no room in my heart for you no more

'Cause, winter's passed, spring and fall
you never wrote me, you never called
Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
Gone too long

Nathan Jones, Nathan Jones...
Nathan Jones, ooh..

Winter's passed, spring and fall
You never wrote me, you never called
Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
Gone too long

Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
...gone too long
Nathan Jones you've been gone too long
...gone too long
Nathan jones you've been gonne too long
... gone too long...

In The Heart Of The City That Has No Heart
Composer(s): Thos. S. Allen; Joseph M. Daly



She wanted to roam so she left the old home
The old people's hearts were sore
she longed for the sights and the bright city lights 
where hundreds had gone before
She went to the heart of the city and mingled with strangers there
but nobody said "You are being misled" for what did the stranger care

A year passes by, there's a tear in her eye, and sorrow is on her brow
Oh! what would she do if the old people knew, she couldn't go back home now
Her dear mother said when they parted "Remember your good old name"
then her daddy said "Rather we'd see you dead than bring us disgrace and shame"

In the heart of the city that has no heart that's where they meet
and that's where they part, the current of vice had proved too strong 
so the poor little girlie just drifted along
nobody cared if she lived or died nobody cared if she laughed or cried
she's just lost a sister and nobody's missed her
she's there in the city where there's no pity in the city that has no heart

Nathalie
English Title: Natalia
Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud



Moskau war groß und so kalt, neben mir ging Nathalie
mir gefiel nicht allein ihr Name, Nathalie
Moskau war kalt aber schön, ich glaube, ich sah nur sie
auf dem Roten Platz blieb sie stehen, Nathalie
Sprach in gelerntem Ton von der Oktoberrevolution
ich versteh: Komm her! Sah nebenbei mir Lenin an
und dachte vielleicht geh ich dann mit ihr ins Café Puschkin

Moskau war nicht mehr so kalt, und sie saß mir vis à vis
Sie hatte so schöne blaue Augen, Nathalie, Nathalie
In ihrem Zimmer bei der Universität
waren Freunde da von ihr, und es wurde ziemlich spät
denn wir lachten , der Krimsekt war so gut
und schon tanzten sie, und mit mir Nathalie
Dai dai...

Auf einmal, da sind alle fort, die Zeit vergeht, ich weiß nicht wie
Ich hielt sie noch in meinen Armen, Nathalie
Nichts mehr von dem gelernten Ton, nichts mehr von der Revolution
nur wir zwei allein. Ich wollte fragen, wo ich bin
der Rote Platz, Café Puschkin, das, das alles klang so weit
Und nun bin ich fern von ihr, ihre Küsse vergesse ich nie
eines Tages kommt sie zu mir, Nathalie, Nathalie
Dai dai...

In The Heart Of Jane Doe
Composer(s): James Cavanaugh; Larry Stock
Performer(s): Nat King Cole



In the heart of Jane Doe
There's a longing I know 
For that someone that she couldn't hold
She was young, young in years to be shedding such tears 
But the young sometimes never grow old 

She took love for granted and that wasn't smart
Love taken for granted is apt to depart
And now that he's gone 
Who can tell what goes on in the heart
Broken heart of Jane Doe. 

She took love for granted and that wasn't smart
Love taken for granted is apt to depart
And now that he's gone 
Who can tell what goes on in the heart 
Broken heart of Jane Doe
And I wonder does she know he still loves her so

Nathalie
English Title: Natalia
Composer(s): Gilbert Bécaud; Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Gilbert Bécaud;
and various other artists



La place Rouge était vide 
Devant moi marchait Nathalie 
Il avait un joli nom, mon guide 
Nathalie... 
La place Rouge était blanche 
La neige faisait un tapis 
Et je suivais par ce froid dimanche 
Nathalie... 
Elle parlait en phrases sobres 
De la révolution d'octobre 
Je pensais déjà 
Qu'après le tombeau de Lénine 
On irait au café Pouchkine 
Boire un chocolat... 
La place Rouge était vide 
Je lui pris son bras, elle a souri 
Il avait des cheveux blonds, mon guide 
Nathalie... Nathalie 
Dans sa chambre à l'université 
Une bande d'étudiants 
L'attendait impatiemment 
On a ri, on a beaucoup parlé 
Ils voulaient tout savoir, Nathalie traduisait 
Moscou, les plaines d'Ukraine
Et les Champs-Élysées 
On a tout mélangé et on a chanté 
Et puis ils ont débouché 
En riant à l'avance 
Du champagne de France 
Et on a dansé... 
La, la la... 
Et quand la chambre fut vide 
Tous les amis étaient partis 
Je suis resté seul avec mon guide 
Nathalie... 
Plus question de phrases sobres 
Ni de révolution d'octobre 
On n'en était plus là 
Fini le tombeau de Lénine 
Le chocolat de chez Pouchkine 
C'était loin déjà... 
Que ma vie me semble vide 
Mais je sais qu'un jour à Paris 
C'est moi qui lui servirai de guide 
Nathalie... Nathalie