Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
Joan Baez
In 1967, as the U.S Army battled the Viet Cong in the dense jungles of South East Asia, it was embattled at home by the derision of its artists. “Saigon Bride” is emblematic of the protest songs of this era – an expression of the horror with which a progressive musical community viewed the Vietnam w...
Farewell my wistful Saigon bride
I'm going out to stem the tide
A tide which never saw the seas
It flows through jungles, round the trees
Some say it's yellow, some say red
It will not matter when we're dead
How many dead men will it take
To build a dike that will not break?
How many children must we kill
Before we make the waves stand still?
Though miracles come high today
We have the wherewithal to pay
It takes them off the streets you know
To places they would never go alone
It gives them useful trade
The lucky boys are even paid
Men die to build their Pharoah's tombs
And still and still the teeming wombs
How many men to conquer Mars
How many dead to reach the stars?
Farewell my wistful Saigon bride
I'm going out to stem the tide
Some say it's yellow, some say red
It will not matter when we're dead
Saigon Bride was written by Joan Baez.
Saigon Bride was produced by Maynard Solomon.