The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan 歌詞
The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan - Marianne Faithfull
Written by：Shel Silverstein
The morning sun
Touched lightly on
The eyes of Lucy Jordon
In her white suburban bedroom
In her white suburban town
As she lay there
Neath the covers
Dreaming of a thousand lovers
Till the world turn to orange
And the room went spinning round
At the age of thirty seven
She realized
She'd never ride
Through Paris
In a sports car
With the warm wind
In her hair
And she left that phone
Keep ringing
As she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes
She'd memorize
In her daddy's easy chair
Her husband
Was off to work
And the kids were off to school
There were also many ways
For her to spend the day
She could clean the house for hours
Or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked through the shady street
Screaming all the way
At the age of thirty seven
She realized
She'd never ride
Through Paris
In a sports car
With the warm wind
In her hair
And she left that phone
Keep ringing
As she sat there softly singing
Pretty nursery rhymes
She'd memorize
In her daddy's easy chair
The evening sun touched gently on
The eyes of Lucy Jordon
On the rooftop
Where she climbed
When all the laughter
Grew too loud
And she bowed and curtsied to the man
Who reached than offered her his hand
And took her down
To the long white car
That waited pass the crowd
At the age of thirty seven
She knew she'd found forever
As she rode along
Through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair