No More (You Ain’t Gonna Bother Me)

Toots Camarata/Bob Russell

 You ain’t gonna bother me no more
Nohow
Love goes just so far
No more
Woke up this morning and found
I didn’t care for you no more
Nohow
Never felt so good before
You’re down to my size
It’s over and done
So honey step down from your throne
That look in your eyes
Don’t bother me none
Can take you or leave you alone
From my window
Skies ain’t gray no more
Not now
Here’s the day
That I’ve been waiting for
Got only one heart
One heart with no spares
Must save it for loving
Somebody who cares
So you ain’t gonna bother me
No more
No more

 

You ain’t gonna bother me no more
Nohow
Love goes just so far
No more
Woke up this morning and found
I didn’t care for you no more
Nohow
Never felt so good before
You’re down to my size
It’s over and done
So honey step down from your throne
That look in your eyes
Don’t bother me none
Can take you or leave you alone
From my window
Skies ain’t gray no more
Not now
Here’s the day
That I’ve been waiting for
Got only one heart
One heart with no spares
Must save it for loving
Somebody who cares
So you ain’t gonna bother me
No more
No more

 

You ain’t gonna bother me no more
Nohow
Love goes just so far
No more
Woke up this morning and found
I didn’t care for you no more
Nohow
Never felt so good before
You’re down to my size
It’s over and done
So honey step down from your throne
That look in your eyes
Don’t bother me none
Can take you or leave you alone
From my window
Skies ain’t gray no more
Not now
Here’s the day
That I’ve been waiting for
Got only one heart
One heart with no spares
Must save it for loving
Somebody who cares
So you ain’t gonna bother me
No more
No more

284. Yesterdays (1933)

lyrics by Otto Harbach

music by Jerome Kern

follows 5 versions of this song

Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine
Truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life
Then sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreamin’ of
Yesterdays

(2nd section, double-time)

Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
For then gay youth was mine
Truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life
Then sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreamin’ of
Yesterdays

Yesterdays

 

2nd version

Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine
Truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life
Then sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreamin’ of
Yesterdays

(2nd section, double-time)

Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
For then gay youth was mine
Truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life
Then sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreamin’ of
Yesterdays

Yesterdays

 

3rd version

Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine
Truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life
Then sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreamin’ of
Yesterdays

(2nd section, double-time)

Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine
Then truth was mine
Free and flaming life
Sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreamin’ of
Yesterdays

Yesterdays

 

4th version

Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love

Then gay youth was mine
Then truth was mine
Joyous free and flaming life
Then sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreaming of
Yesterdays

2nd section, double-time

Yesterdays
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine
Then truth was mine
Free and flaming life
Sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreaming of
Yesterdays

 

5th version

Shorter version, double-time

Yesterdays,
Yesterdays
Days I knew as happy sweet
Sequestered days
Olden days
Golden days
Days of mad romance and love
Then gay youth was mine
Truth was mine
Free and flaming life
Than sooth was mine
Sad am I
Glad am I
For today I’m dreaming of
Yesterdays

(applauses)

 

Special thanks to Jerry Meyer (NY) who contributed in this transcription.

From the play Roberta with Fay Templeton

283. Yankee Doodle Never Went To Town

Arthur Freed & Bernie Hanighan

Yankee Doodle never went to town

I just discovered the story was phony

Let me give you all the real low-down

He didn’t even own a pony

He was really very short and fat

While in the story so skinny and moany

And so hungry that he ate his hat

And called the felt macaroni

Underneath the chestnut tree

He and the blacksmith would sip that tea

Then he’d bring out his uniform down

That’s how he went to town

Yankee Doodle tried to leave one day

Took his belongings and mounted his saddle

But he never got it on his way

Cause he didn’t have a pony

And the fairy tale is phony

How could Yankee Doodle go to town?