Lyrics Nanci Griffith – Old Hanoi
Text:
Where are all the Satchel Boys
Selling books outside the Metripole?
Books to read in English
Books of light and sorrows
Of this foreign land
They are gone
They’ve flown away
They are gone
They’ve flown away
Where are all the cyclos
With their drivers pedaling grace?
Crowded out by motorbike
Confined to lesser space
In old Hanoi
They grew wings
They’ve flown away
In the words of Graham Greene
Like the Quiet American
Searching these sacred streets
For old Hanoi
In all of these sacred things
That I’ve been blessed in life to see
I believe I’m in someone’s dream
In history
Where is the eloquence
Of the ladies on their bicycles?
Dressed in their au dias
In the lotus flowered nights
Of Indochine
They rode to progress
They’ve flown away
Old Hanoi… searching for Indochine
Old Hanoi… cherchant l’Indochine
In old Hanoi
In old Hanoi
In old Hanoi
In old Hanoi
Album
Nanci Griffith – Hearts In Mind
Nanci Griffith – Our Very Own
Nanci Griffith – Big Blue Ball Of War
Nanci Griffith – Last Train Home
Nanci Griffith – Love Conquers All
Nanci Griffith – Rise To The Occasion
Nanci Griffith – I Love This Town
Nanci Griffith – Before
Nanci Griffith – Old Hanoi
Nanci Griffith – Mountain Of Sorrow
Nanci Griffith – Back When Ted Loved Sylvia
Nanci Griffith – Beautiful
Nanci Griffith – Heart Of Indochine
Nanci Griffith – Angels
Nanci Griffith – Simple Life