Lyrics Lucinda Williams – The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan
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The mornin’ sun touched lightly
On the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In her white suburban bedroom
In her white suburban town
Dreamin’ of a thousand lovers’
Til the world turned orange
And the room went spinnin’ round
At the age of thirty-seven
She realized she’d never ride
Through Paris in a sportscar
With the warm wind in her hair
And she let the phone keep ringing
As she sat there softly singin’
Pretty nurs’ry rhymes she’d memorised
In her daddy’s easy chair
Her husband he was off to work
And the kids were off to school
And there were on 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
Screamin’ all the way
The evenin’ 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 and curtseyed to the man
Who reached and offered her his hand
That waited past the crowd