The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan

# From: Wolf Krueger <wolf.krueger@dlr.de>

{t: BALLAD OF LUCY JORDAN}

{st: Dr. Hook and the Medicin Show (1975)}

# {columns: 2}

1) The [E]morning sun touched lightly on

the [A]eyes of Lucy [E]Jordan

in a white suburban bedroom

in a [B]white suburban town

As she [E]lay there 'neith the colors

dreaming [A]of a thousand [E]lovers

'till the [B]world turned to orange

and the room went spinning [E]round

{c: Chorus:}

{soc}

At the [A]age of thirty seven

she [E]realized - she'd never ride -

through Paris - in a sportscar -

with the warm wind in her [B]hair ___[A]__[B]

And she [E]let the phone keep ringing

as she [A]sat there softly [E]singing

pretty [B]nursery rhymes she'd memorized

in her [A]daddy's easy [E]chair

{eoc}

2) Her husband, he was off to work

and her kids were off to school

and there were oh so many ways

for her to spend the day

She could clean the house for hours

or rearrange the flowers

or run naked down the shady street

screaming all the way...

{c: CHORUS}

3) The evening sun touched gently on

the eyes of Lucy Jordan

on the rooftop where she climbed

when all the laughter grew too loud

And she bowed in courtesy to the man

who reached and offered her his hand

and led her down to the long white car

that waited past the crowd

{c: Chorus:}

At the age of thirty seven

she knew - she'd found forever

as they rode along through Paris

with the warm wind in her hair

...with the wind in her hair...

---------------- THE END --------------------------------------

"So the secret to good self-esteem is to lower your expectations

to the point where they are already met?" -- Hobbes

"Right. We should take pride in our mediocrity!" -- Calvin

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