The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan

The (D)morning sun touched lightly on the (G)eyes of Lucy (D)Jordan       t
In her white suburban bedroom, in a (A)white suburban town   (A Asus4 A)
As she (D)lay there beneath the covers, dreaming (G)of a thousand (D)lovers 
Till the (A)world turned to (A7)orange and the (G)room went spinning (D)round 

At the (G)age of 37, she (D)realized she'd never ride through Paris
In a sports car, with the warm wind in her (A)hair  (Asus4 A)
And she (D)let the phone keep ringing as she (G)sat there softly (D)singing 
Pretty (A)nursery rhymes she'd (A7)memorized in her (A)daddy's (A7)easy (D)chair 

Her (D)husband, he was off to work, and the (G)kids were off to (D)school 
And there were oh so many ways for (A)her to spend her (A7)day 
She could (D)clean the house for hours, or (G)rearrange the (D)flowers 
Or run (A)naked down the (A7)shady street (G)screaming all the (D)way 

At the (G)age of 37, she (D)realized she'd never ride through Paris
In a sports car, with the warm wind in her (A)hair  (Asus4 A)
And she (D)let that phone keep ringing as she (G)sat there softly (D)singing 
Pretty (A)nursery rhymes she'd (A7)memorized in her (A)daddy's (A7)easy (D)chair   (D Dsus4 D)

The (D)evening sun touched gently on the (G)eyes of Lucy (D)Jordan 
On the rooftop where she'd climbed when all the laughter grew too (A)loud  (Asus4 A)
And she (D)bowed and curtseyed to the man, who (G)reached and offered (D)her his hand 
And (A)led her down to the (A7)long white car that (G)waited past the (D)crowd 

At the (G)age of 37, she (D)knew she'd found forever as they rode along through Paris 
With the warm wind in her (A)hair (Asus4 A)
Ooooohhh yes with the (G)wind in her (D)hair oooooohhhh......(D Dsus4 D)