SON OF A SAIGON BRIDE

Vietnam War ballad

song lyrics/Words by Joel Sattler

Each day is a day to cry
For the son of a Saigon bride
Each day is a day without pride
For the son of a Saigon bride

He wanted her to ease the pain
Of month after month of jungle war
She wanted him to set her free
From a life on the street and the job of a whore

But when she bore a foreign son
He was back on the trail with a stripe and a gun
He was a nineteen year old raw kid
And she was all of 25
She was afraid of an endless war
He only wanted to get out alive

Her people refused to accept the child
His papers were lost in an unknown file
He returned to the promised land
She walked away in a season of rain
She adapted to the new regime
He was left with a nameless pain

He knew there was something he'd left undone
But couldn't accept the kid as his son
The child had to fend for himself
No one come to save him no one to help
Who could answer who could explain
No one could know the way that he felt
Hatred and fear and no place to hide
No home for the son of a Saigon bride

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