Nanci Griffith
Good Night, New York

My mother came to America

Sailed through the harbor of hopes and of dreams

Back in the Thirties with the streets paved in gold

And the sky laced with moonbeams

Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons

Here in the free world, we're the lucky ones

All of my yearning, all of my hunger

Maybe we're learning sometimes I wonder

Good night, New York

Before the Kennedy's, before the Beatles

Before the Vietnam War

Back to a time when anything was possible

Having less meant knowing more

Brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts

Here in the free world, for that second chance

All of my yearning, all of my hunger

Maybe we're learning sometimes I wonder

Good night, New York

My mother came to America

She sailed through the harbor of hopes and of dreams

And here in her future, I hope I've not failed her

'Cause nothings the way that it seems

All of my yearning, all of my hunger

Maybe we're learning sometimes I wonder

Good night, New York


Mirror lyrics:

Good night, New York

Maybe we're learning sometimes I wonder

All of my yearning, all of my hunger

'Cause nothings the way that it seems

And here in her future, I hope I've not failed her

She sailed through the harbor of hopes and of dreams

My mother came to America

Good night, New York

Maybe we're learning sometimes I wonder

All of my yearning, all of my hunger

Here in the free world, for that second chance

Brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts

Having less meant knowing more

Back to a time when anything was possible

Before the Vietnam War

Before the Kennedy's, before the Beatles

Good night, New York

Maybe we're learning sometimes I wonder

All of my yearning, all of my hunger

Here in the free world, we're the lucky ones

Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons

And the sky laced with moonbeams

Back in the Thirties with the streets paved in gold

Sailed through the harbor of hopes and of dreams

My mother came to America


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