Donderdag 4 juli 1968
Not One Minute More
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Not One Minute More
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Woensdag 3 juli 1968
Not Mine
Not Mine
(aka It's Somebody Else's Moon Above, Not Mine)
Composer(s): Victor Schertzinger; Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Peggy Lee;
and various other artists
It's somebody else's moon above, not mine
It's somebody else's night for love, not mine
A heart to someone else is a thing that melts
To me it's just a comic Valentine
Let somebody else's tear be shed, not mine
Let somebody else's nose get red, not mine
I like playing solitaire
But until I can draw a pair
It's somebody else's moon up there, not mine
Dinsdag 2 juli 1968
Not Me
Not Me
Composer(s): King Radio; Don Raye
Performer(s): Robert Mitchum
Let’s put woman and man together
To find out which one is smarter
Some say ‘men’, but I say No
The women play the men like a puppet show
Not me – it is the people who say
That the men are leading the women astray
But I say that the women of today
Smarter than men in every way
They’re smart – they’re clever chicks
They’re smart – with crazy tricks
They got no mercy in their heart
They’re smart – intelligent
Ever since the world began
Woman was always fooling man
And if you listen to me, attentively
I want to show you how the woman’s smarter than me
Not me – it is the people who say
That the men are leading the women astray
But I say that the women of today
Smarter than men in every way
They’re smart, they’re clever chicks
Oh they’re sharp with clever tricks
They got no mercy in their heart
They’re smart – they’re pretty shrewd
Samson was the strongest man long ago
Nobody could beat him, that we all know
And when he clashed with Delilah, like soldiers said
She found that the strength was in the hair of the head
Not me – it is the people who say
That the men are leading the women astray
But I say that the women of today
Smarter than men in every way
Now I had a little girl named Doraldee
She marry me independently
She was saving the money all the time
And then she ran to Cuba with a friend of mine
Not me, it is the people who say
That the men are leading the women astray
But I say that the women of today
Smarter than men in every way
They’re smart – they’re clever chicks
They’re smart – with crazy tricks
They got no mercy in their hearts
They smart – they intelligent, man
Had another girl named Emilee
She promised that she would marry with me
But then she put me in jail and when I go to see
I find that she already married to two or three
Not me - it is the people who say
That the men are leading the women astray
But I say that the women of today
Smarter than men in every way
Maandag 1 juli 1968
Not Guilty
Not Guilty
Composer(s): George Harrison
Performer(s): The Beatles
Not guilty
for getting in your way
while you're trying to steal the day
Not guilty
and I'm not here for the rest
I'm not trying to steal your vest
I am not trying to be smart
I only want what I can get
I'm really sorry for your ageing head
But like you heard me said
not guilty
No use handing me a writ
while I'm trying to do my bit
I don't expect to take your heart
I only want what I can get
I'm really sorry that you're underfed
But like you heard me said
not guilty
Not guilty
for looking like a freak
making friends with every Sikh
Not guilty
for leading you astray
on the road to Mandalay
I won't upset the apple cart
I only want what I can get
I'm really sorry that you've been misled
But like you heard me said
not guilty
Zondag 30 juni 1968
Not For Me
Not For Me
Composer(s): Bobby Darin
Performer(s): Bobby Darin; Sammy Davis Jr.; Timco
Ballads are being sung
But not for me
Church bells are being rung
But not for me
I am without love
But I don't doubt love can be
Warm and tender for some
But not for me
Poems are being read
But not for me
Prayers are being said
But not for me
I've never known love
Or been shown love, you see
And maybe there is such a thing
But not for me
So let all of your singers sing
But not for me
And let all of your church bells ring
But not for me
And if tomorrow
All your sorrows should be
Just like mine then you cry
But not for me
No, not me
Never for me
Zaterdag 29 juni 1968
Not For All The Rice In China
Not For All The Rice In China
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Leo Reisman;
and various other artists
Not for all the rice in China
Not for all the grapes in France
Would I exchange the pleasure
That I get from every measure
When we dance
Not for all the kilts in Scotland
Not for all the bulls in Spain
Would I give up arriving
At your house although you’re
Driving me insane
Not for all the onions in Bermuda
Or the cheeses that are made by the Swiss
Would I exchange that first kiss
That you gave me
Not for all the beans in Boston
Not for all the knobs on doors
Would I agree to part with
All the joy you filled my heart with
When you said, "I’m yours"
Donderdag 27 juni 1968
Not Enough Indians
Not Enough Indians
Composer(s): Herbie Baker; Baker Knight
Performer(s): Dean Martin
Wagon train of love
Is movin' slow...
And I can see the peace-pipe
Burnin' low...
You criticize each
Little thing I do...
But listen baby
I've got news for you
(There's)
Too many chiefs
And not enough, Indians
Around this house...
Baby I'm tired
A' this old game
We play called
Cat and mouse...
If you don't give
Just a little bit more...
We're both gonna
Loose the race
'Cause there's
Too many chiefs
And not enough Indians
Around this place
Trouble on our
Happy hunting grounds...
'Cause you keep steppin'
Too far out of bounds
It's hard to run
This reservation right...
When you stay on the warpath
Day and night
(There's)
Too many chiefs
And not enough, Indians
Around this house...
Baby I'm tired
A' this old game
We play called
Cat and mouse...
If you don't give
Just a little bit more...
We're both gonna
Loose the race
'Cause there's
Too many chiefs
And not enough Indians
Around this place
Look at all the things
I have to do...
To keep this te-pee runnin'
Just for you
Well times are tough
And wampum's hard to save...
Just remember who's the squaw
And who's the brave
(There's)
Too many chiefs
And not enough, Indians
Around this house...
Baby I'm tired
A' this old game
We play called
Cat and mouse...
If you don't give
Just a little bit more...
We're both gonna
Loose the race
'Cause there's
Too many chiefs
And not enough Indians
Around this place
Woensdag 26 juni 1968
Not A Second Time
Not A Second Time
Composer(s): John Lennon; Paul McCartney
Performer(s): The Beatles;
and various other artists
You know you made me cry
I see no use in wondering why
I cry for you
And now you've changed your mind
I see no reason to change mine
I cry it's through, oh
You're giving me the same old line
I'm wondering why
You hurt me then
You're back again
No, no, no, not a second time
not a second time
You know you made me cry
I see no use in wondering why
I cry for you
And now you've changed your mind
I see no reason to change mine
I cry it's through, oh
You're giving me the same old line
I'm wondering why
You hurt me then
You're back again
No, no, no, not a second time
not a second time
Not the second time
no, no, no, no, no
no, no no
Dinsdag 25 juni 1968
Not A Care In The World
Not A Care In The World
Composer(s): Vernon Duke; John Latouche
Performer(s): Peggy Lee;
and various other artists
Though hope is low
I’m aglow when you smile at me
Life is simple as A-B-C
Not a thought in my head
Not a care in the world
Though skies are grey
I’m as gay as a Disney cow
Not a wrinkle upon my brow
Not a cent in the red
Not a care in the world
I view the scene like that queen of old Russia
As Kate the Great used to state long ago
"Nichevo!"
So if I move in a groove with a giddy trot
I’m a trottin’ because I’ve got
Not a bean in my pot
Not a care in the world
Though I can’t jive
I revive when I see your face
Not a limp in my merry pace
Not a crimp in my style
Not a care in the world
Though I’m a wreck
I can peck if you take a chance
Not a shine on my blue serge pants
Not a crack in my smile
Not a care in the world
Why should I fret when I bet on a sure thing?
Like Nick the Greek used to say every day
"Yip-i-ay!"
So if I’m struttin’ with nuttin’ ahead in store
There’s a reason I said before
I’ll repeat it once more
Not a care in the world
Maandag 24 juni 1968
Nostalgie
Nostalgie
Composer(s): Jesse Barish
Performer(s): Dalida
Quand je repense à nous
J'ai le cœur qui flambe un peu
Comme au temps de nous deux
Tu étais fou
Comme ceux qui jouent leur cœur et leur amour
Et qui gagne toujours
Nostalgie
Comme une image de Visconti
Quand Venise a le cœur gris
Nostalgie
Il pleut sur mes rêves et aussi
Sur notre photographie
Et tes baisers de nacre
Etaient pour moi comme des sacres de printemps
Et de bonheur
Mais dans tes yeux de slave
Je me suis vue comme une esclave
Et je crois bien que j'ai eu peur
Nostalgie
Comme un violon de Vivaldi
Quand la musique a le cœur gris
Nostalgie
Il pleut sur mes rêves et aussi
Sur notre photographie
Tu avais cette insolence
Qui me faisait souvent violence
Entre le rire et le mépris
Tu avais l'air d'un roi
Mais ton royaume c'était moi
Je ne le comprends qu'aujourd'hui
Nostalgie
Aux yeux de Modigliani
Quand la palette a le cœur gris
Nostalgie
Il pleut sur mes rêves et aussi
Sur notre photographie
Et je sais aujourd'hui
Que sa vie
On peut la perdre aussi
Zondag 23 juni 1968
Nostalgias Tucumanas
Nostalgias Tucumanas
Composer(s): Atahualpa Yupanqui
Performer(s): Paco de Lucia & E. Montoya
Noches de Tucumán
luna la de Tafí
Quién pudiera volverse
para los cerros, ¡ ay, ay de mí!
Zambas para bailar
arpa, bombo y violín
recuerdos y esperanzas
en los pañuelos, ¡ ay, ay de mí!
¡ Suena guitarra
fiel compañera !
Repiqueteando zambas
la vida entera, ¡ ay, ay de mí!
Cerros color azul
perfumados de azahar
naranjales en mayo
y en primavera los amancay
Noches de Tucumán
luna la de Tafí
Quién pudiera volverse
para los cerros ¡ ay, ay de mí!
¡ Suena guitarra
etc. etc.
Zaterdag 22 juni 1968
Nosso Bolero
Nosso Bolero
Performer(s): Carlinhos Vergueiro & Chico Buarque
Jogamos nosso bolero
Na ronda dos oceanos
A vida vem como em ondas
Dizia nosso poeta
Nossa canção incompleta
Pode esperar vinte anos
O amor faz ondas redondas
Até quebrar como eu quero
Como o meu jeito de amar se ajeitava com você
Louco, eu não imaginava uma noite sem você
Como é sincero poder
Querer os pulsos cortar
Como é bolero chegar
E perder a coragem
Foi tão bonito você me emprestar a vida assim
Ver que eu não tinha saída e seguir por onde eu vim
Como eu adoro você
Quando você me sorri
Quando sabemos que aqui
Termina nossa viagem
Vrijdag 21 juni 1968
Nosferatu
Nosferatu
Composer(s): Hugh Cornwell; Robert Williams
Performer(s): Hugh Cornwell
Peelers whistle in the distance
Stand no chance of catching on
Horses gallop never faster
Must get back before the dawn
Slips away into the distance
Cold grip on the carriage arm
Lifeless eyes with no reflection
We may die but he'll go on Nosferatu!
Woensdag 19 juni 1968
Nos Avocats
Nos Avocats
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour
Nous avons vécu ensemble
Aveuglés d'amour
Mais le temps ne se ressemble
Pas jour après jour
Aujourd'hui la tendre guerre
A cédé le pas
Aux astuces et honoraires
Souviens-toi que notre route
Ne fut pas aisée
Nos parents ayant des doutes
Étaient opposés
À ce mariage précoce
Dont l'issue est là
À présent sont à la noce
Que nos avocats
Tu fournis de fausses preuves
Pourquoi s'en priver
La pratique n'est pas neuve
J'en ai au dossier
Dans cette joute hypocrite
Truffée de coup bas
Nous avons l'accord tacite
De nos avocats
Et s'il faut que l'on fignole
Dans l'aberration
On dira que tu es folle
Que j'ai des liaisons
Sans peur on peut s'en remettre
Ils sont là pour ça
À ceux qu'on appelle maître
À nos avocats
S'il y a faux témoignages
D'amis, de voisins
Le juriste ne s'engage
Pas sur ce terrain
Ce genre de stratégie
Est contraire en soi
À la déontologie
De nos avocats
On bloque le compte en banque
Et pour l'occasion
Aucun de nous n'est en manque
D'imagination
La procédure sévère
Peut durer des mois
Dans l'intérêt pécuniaire
De nos avocats
Quand le verdict on le gobe
Perdu ou gagné
L'homme de loi plie sa robe
Range ses dossiers
Il a enfin clos l'affaire
Faut passer par là
C'est l'heure des honoraires
De nos avocats
Mais bonne ou mauvaise cause
Malgré quelques excès
Ils seront les virtuoses
De notre procès
Avec plus ou moins de chance
La loi c'est la loi
Quelles qu'en soit les conséquences
Et quoi qu'on en dise ou pense
Il nous faut faire confiance
À nos avocats
Dinsdag 18 juni 1968
Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)
Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)
Composer(s): Paul McCartney; John Lennon
Performer(s): The Beatles;
and various other artists
I once had a girl
Or should I say
She once had me
She showed me her room
Isn’t it good?
Norwegian wood
She asked my to stay and told me sit anywhere
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn’t a chair
I sat on a rug
Biding my time
Drinking her wine
We talked until two
And then she said
‘It’s time for bed’
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh
I told her I didn’t, and crawled off to sleep in the bath
And when I awoke
I was alone
This bird has flown
So I lit a fire
Isn’t it good?
Norwegian wood
Maandag 17 juni 1968
Norwegian Sea Song
Norwegian Sea Song
(Traditional)
Den stolte Skute seiler
I Stormen sprang hun lekk
Kapteinen höit paa Hytten staar:
Op alle Mand paa Dekk!
Vaar Skute maa gaa under
Den kan ei naa til Land
Gjör Jollen klar og gaa i den
Redde sig hvem som kan
|: Farvel, hver Ven, Farvel, :|
Jeg bliver ombord
Jeg tager min Törn
Redd i Eders Liv kun
For Kone og Börn
Ja redd Eders Liv kun
Thi jeg beder til Himmelens Gud
Thi jeg fölger mit stolte Skib
Ned paa Havets Bund
Zondag 16 juni 1968
North To Alaska
North To Alaska
Composer(s): Michael Phillips
Performer(s): Johnny Horton;
and various other artists
North to Alaska!
Go north, the rush is on
North to Alaska!
Go north, the rush is on
Big Sam left Seattle in the year of ninety-two
With George Pratt, his partner, and brother Billy too
They crossed the Yukon river and found the bonanza gold
Below that old white mountain
Just a little southeast of Nome
Sam crossed the Majestic mountains to the valleys far below
He talked to his team of huskies
As he mushed them thru the snow
With the northern lights a runnin' wild
In the land of the midnight sun
Yes Sam McCord was a mighty man
In the year of nineteen-one
Where the river is windin' big nuggets they're findin'
North to Alaska go north the rush is on
(Way up north, north to Alaska)
(Way up north, north to Alaska)
North to Alaska!
Go north, the rush is on
North to Alaska!
Go north, the rush is on
George turned to Sam with his gold in his hand
Said "Sam you're a-lookin' at a lonely lonely man
I'd trade all the gold that's buried in this land
For one small band of gold to place on sweet little Jenny's hand"
'Cause a man needs a woman to love him all the time
Remember, Sam, a true love is so hard to find
I'd build for my Jenny a honeymoon home
Below that old white mountain
Just a little southeast of Nome
Where the river is windin' big nuggets they're findin'
North to Alaska go north the rush is on
North to Alaska go north the rush is on
(Way up north, north to Alaska)
(Way up north, north to Alaska)
Fade
(Way up north, north to Alaska)
(Way up north, north to Alaska)
Zaterdag 15 juni 1968
North And South Of The River
North And South Of The River
Composer(s): Bono & The Edge; Christy Moore
Performer(s): Christy Moore; U2
I want to reach out over the lough
And feel your hand across the water
Walk with you along an unapproved road
Not looking over my shoulder
I want to see
I want to hear
To understand your fears
But we're north and south of the river
I've been doing it wrong
all of my life
This holy town has turned me over
A young man running from what he didn't understand
As the wind from the lough just blew colder and colder
There was a badness that had its way
But love was not lost
it just got mislaid
North and south of the river
Can we stop playing these old tattoos?
Darling I don't have the answer
I want to meet you where you are
I don't need you to surrender
There is no feeling so alone
as when the one you're hurting is your own
North and south of the river
Some high ground is not worth taking
Some connections are not worth making
There's an old church bell no longer ringing
And some old songs not worth singing
North and south of the river
North and south of the river
Vrijdag 14 juni 1968
Norman
Norman
Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk
Performer(s): Sue Thompson;
and various other artists
Norman
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Norman, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Norman, Norman, my love
Jimmy called me on the phone but I was gone, not at home
Cuz I was out parked all alone with darlin’ Norman
Bill invited me to a show but I said no, cannot go
There’s a dress that I’ve got to sew and wear for Norman
Norman holds me close to him, Norman kisses me and then
Norman knows my heart belongs to him and him and only him, oh
Norman, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ohh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Norman, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ohh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Norman, Norman, my love
Joey asked me for a date, he wanted to take me out to skate
But I told Joey he would have to make ‘rangements with Norman
Norman is my only love, Norman’s all I’m thinking of
Norman gives me all his lovin’, kissin’, huggin’, lovey-dovin’
Norman, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Norman, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Norman, Norman, my love
Donderdag 13 juni 1968
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