Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Lucy Jordan

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

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

At the age of seven
She realized never ride
Paris in a sports car
With the wind in her hair

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

At the age of seven
She she'd found forever
As she rode along through
With the warm in her hair