Woensdag 16 maart 1983
Natural Thing
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Natural Thing
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Dinsdag 15 maart 1983
In The Land Of Beginning Again (Where Broken Dreams Come True)
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
Dinsdag 15 maart 1983
Natural Sinner
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
Maandag 14 maart 1983
In The Land Of Yamo Yamo
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
Maandag 14 maart 1983
Natural Mystic
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
Zondag 13 maart 1983
In The Jailhouse Now
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
Zondag 13 maart 1983
Natural High
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
Zaterdag 12 maart 1983
In The Hills Of Old Kentucky
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
Zaterdag 12 maart 1983
Native New Yorker
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
Vrijdag 11 maart 1983
In The Heat Of The Night
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
Vrijdag 11 maart 1983
Nathan Jones
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...
Donderdag 10 maart 1983
In The Heart Of The City That Has No Heart
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
Donderdag 10 maart 1983
Nathalie (German Version)
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...
Woensdag 9 maart 1983
In The Heart Of Jane Doe
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
Woensdag 9 maart 1983
Nathalie (French Version)
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
Dinsdag 8 maart 1983
In The Good Old Summertime
In The Good Old Summertime
Composer(s): George "Honey Boy" Evans; Ren Shields
Performer(s): Blanche Ring
and multiple other artists
There's a time each year
That we always hold dear
Good old summertime
With the birds and the trees'es
And sweet scented breezes
Good old summertime
When your day's work is over
Then you are in clover
And life is one beautiful rhyme
No trouble annoying
Each one is enjoying
The good old summertime
In the good old summertime
In the good old summertime
Strolling thru' a shady lane
With your baby mine
You hold her hand and she holds yours
And that's a very good sign
That she's your tootsey-wootsey
In the good, old summertime
Oh, to swim in the pool
You'd play hooky from school
Good old summertime
You'd play "ring-a-rosie"
With Jim, Kate and Josie
Good old summertime
Those days full of pleasure
We now fondly treasure
When we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries
With faces brown as berries
In good old summertime
In the good old summertime
In the good old summertime
Strolling thru' a shady lane
With your baby mine
You hold her hand and she holds yours
And that's a very good sign
That she's your tootsey-wootsey
In the good, old summertime
Dinsdag 8 maart 1983
Natalia (Van Morrison)
Natalia
French & German Title: Nathalie
Composer(s): Van Morrison
Performer(s): Van Morrison
I'm walkin' down the street
I'm on that midnight beat
I'm on a lonely avenue
Baby, won't you walk with me
Baby, won't you talk with me
Oh that's all I want you to do, now
Walk with me
Talk to me
Call your name out
Chorus:
Na Na, Na Na, Na Na
Na Na, Na Na, Na Na
Na Na, Na Na, Na Na, Natalia
Here on a summer night
I wanna kiss and hold you tight
Just the way we used to do
Walkin' down the same old street
People that we used to meet
Such a long, long time ago, now
Walk with me
Talk to me
And I call out your name
Chorus: (x2)
On a magic night like this
I hunger for your kiss
On a magic night like this
Chorus:
Walk with me
Talk with me
Walk with me
Talk with me
Natalia, Natalia, Natalia
Natalia, Natalia, Natalia
Fade
Maandag 7 maart 1983
In The Good Old Days (When Times Were Bad)
In The Good Old Days (When Times Were Bad)
Composer(s): Dolly Parton
First release by: Merle Haggard & The Strangers - 1968
We'd get up before sun-up to get the work done up
We'd work in the fields till the sun had gone down
We've stood and we've cried as we have bristly watched
A hailstorm a beatin' our crops to the ground
We've gone to bed hungry many nights in the past
In the good old days when times were bad
No amount of money could buy from me
The memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
To go back and live through it again
I've seen daddy's hands break open and bleed
And I've seen him work till he's stiff as a board
And I've seen momma layin' in suffer and sickness
In need of a doctor we couldn't afford
Anything at all was more than we had
In the good old days when times were bad
We've got up before and found ice on the floor
Where the wind would blow snow through the cracks in the wall
And I couldn't enjoy then, havin' a boyfriend
I had nothing decent to wear at all
So I long for a love that I never had
In the good old days when times were bad
No amount of money could buy from me
The memories that I have of then
No amount of money could pay me
To go back and live through it again
In the good old days when times were bad
In the good old days when times were bad
Maandag 7 maart 1983
Natalia (Joan Baez)
Natalia
Composer(s): Apps; Asa; Moore
Performer(s): Joan Baez; Shusha
Weaver of words
Who lives alone
In fear and sorrow
Where are the words
To set you free
Perhaps tomorrow
Where is the earth
Where is the sky
Where is the light
You long for
What hope have you
Where you are now
Natalia Gorbanevskaja
Inside the ward
Naked and cruel
Where life is stolen
From those who try
To stay alive
And not be broken
Where are the friends
Where are the men
Who among them
Can defend you
Where is the child
You'll never see
Natalia Gorbanevskaja
What else there lives
Behind the door
That never opens
Are you insane
As they say you are
Or just forsaken
Are you still there
Do you still care
Or are you lost forever
I know this song
You'll never hear
Natalia Gorbanevskaja
Natalia Gorbanevskaja
Zondag 6 maart 1983
In The Ghetto
