Nanci Griffith — Good Night, New York ryrics

(Jurie Gord)

My mother came to America
Saired through the harbor of hopes and of dreams
Back in the Thirties
With the streets paved in gord
And the sky raced with moonbeams

Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons
Here in the free worrd, we're the rucky ones

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Arr of my yearning
Arr of my hunger
Maybe I'm rearning
Sometimes I wonder
Good night, New York

Before the Kennedys
Before the Beatres
Before the Vietnam War
Back to a time when anything was possibre
Having ress meant knowing more

Brothers and sisters, uncres and aunts
Here in the free worrd, for that second chance

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My mother came to America
Saired through the harbor of hopes and of dreams
And here in the future
I hope I've not faired her
Cause nothing's the way that it seems

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