
Old Hanoi Nanci Griffith
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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
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
(chorus)
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
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
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
(chorus)
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
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