Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Lucy Jordan

The sun touched lightly on
The eyes of Lucy
In a white bedroom
In a suburban town

And she lay there 'neath the
Dreaming of a lovers
the world turned to orange
And the room went round

At the age of thirty
She realized never ride
Through in a sports car
With the warm in her hair

So she let the phone keep
And she sat softly singing
Little rhymes she'd memorized
In her easy chair

Her husband, off to work
And the kids are off to
And there were oh so many
For her to her days

She could the house for hours
Or rearrange the
Or run naked the shady street
all the way

At the age of seven
She she'd never ride
Through Paris in a car
With the wind in her hair

So she let the phone keep
As she sat softly singing
nursery rhymes she'd memorized
In her Daddy's chair

The sun touched gently on
The eyes of Lucy
On the where she climbed
all the laughter grew too loud

And she bowed and to the man
Who reached and her his hand
And he led her down to the long car that waited past the crowd

At the age of seven
She knew she'd forever
As she rode along Paris
With the warm wind in her