Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Lucy Jordan

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

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

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

So she let the phone ringing
And she sat there softly
nursery rhymes she'd memorized
In her Daddy's chair

Her husband, he's off to
And the kids are off to
And there oh so many ways
For her to spend her

She could clean the for hours
Or the flowers
Or run naked the shady street
all the way

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

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

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

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

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