Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Lucy Jordan

(Shel Silverstein)

The mornin' sun touched lightly on the eyes of Jordan
In her suburban bedroom, in a white suburban town
As she lay there the covers, dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Til the world turned to orange and the room went spinnin'

At the age of 37, she realised she'd never through Paris
In a car, with the warm wind in her hair
And she let the phone keep ringin' as she sat there singin'
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd in her daddy's easy chair

Her husband, he was off to work, and the were off to school
And there were oh so many ways for her to her day
She could clean the for hours, or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked down the shady screaming all the way

At the age of 37, she realised never ride through Paris
In a sports car, with the wind in her hair
And she let that keep ringin' as she sat there softly singin'
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's chair

The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy
On the rooftop where she'd climbed all the laughter grew too loud
And she bowed and curtseyed to the man, who reached and offered her his
And led her down to the long white car that waited the crowd

At the age of 37, she knew she'd found forever as they rode along Paris
With the warm in her hair
yes with the wind in her hair oooooohhhh......

(c)1973 Sony Entertainment Inc.