Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Lucy Jordan

The morning sun touched on
The eyes of Jordan
In a white bedroom
In a white town

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

At the age of thirty
She realized she'd ride
Through Paris in a car
With the warm wind in her

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 are off to school
And there were oh so ways
For her to spend her

She could clean the house for
Or rearrange the
Or run naked through the street
all the way

At the age of thirty
She realized she'd never
Through in a sports car
With the wind in her hair

So she let the keep ringing
As she sat there softly
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd
In her Daddy's easy

The evening sun touched on
The eyes of Lucy
On the rooftop she climbed
When all the grew too loud

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

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