The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan-Patricia O'Callaghan

[ti:The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan] [ar:Patricia O'Callaghan] [al:Naked Beauty] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.31]The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan - Patricia O'Callaghan [00:01.57] [00:24.02]The morning sun touched lightly [00:27.74]On the eyes of Lucy Jordan [00:32.69] [00:34.21]In a white suburban bedroom [00:38.17] [00:39.45]In a white suburban town [00:42.66] [00:44.45]As she lay there 'neath the covers [00:48.59] [00:49.76]Dreaming of a thousand lovers [00:54.18] [00:55.15]Till the world turned to orange [00:59.62] [01:00.33]And the room went spinning round [01:05.17] [01:08.63]At the age of thirty-seven [01:12.37] [01:14.37]She realised she'd never [01:18.39]Ride through Paris in a sports car [01:23.67] [01:24.33]With the warm wind in her hair [01:28.49] [01:32.15]So she let the phone keep ringing [01:36.43] [01:37.49]And she sat there softly singing [01:42.26] [01:43.24]Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorised [01:47.95] [01:48.88]In her daddy's easy chair [01:52.23] [01:57.18]Her husband he's off to work [02:00.39] [02:01.79]And the kids are off to school [02:05.21] [02:07.79]And there are oh so many ways [02:11.47] [02:12.83]For her to spend the day [02:15.76] [02:17.73]She could clean the house for hours [02:21.81] [02:23.42]Or rearrange the flowers [02:27.22] [02:28.55]Or run naked through the shady street [02:33.62] [02:34.32]Screaming all the way [02:39.24]At the age of thirty-seven [02:43.05] [02:45.10]She realised she'd never [02:49.02]Ride through Paris in a sports car [02:54.14] [02:54.95]With the warm wind in her hair [02:59.69] [03:03.03]So she let the phone keep ringing [03:07.06] [03:08.11]As she sat there softly singing [03:12.59] [03:13.77]Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorised [03:18.76] [03:19.48]In her daddy's easy chair [03:23.02] [03:27.69]The evening sun touched gently [03:31.46]On the eyes of Lucy Jordan [03:36.43] [03:37.74]On the roof top where she climbed [03:41.45] [03:42.12]When all the laughter grew too loud [03:47.18] [03:50.65]And she bowed and curtsied to the man [03:55.79] [03:56.57]Who reached and offered her his hand [04:00.81] [04:01.62]And he led her down to the long white car [04:06.74] [04:07.26]That waited past the crowd [04:10.63] [04:14.93]At the age of thirty-seven [04:18.94] [04:20.71]She knew she'd found forever [04:24.30] [04:25.64]As she rode along through Paris [04:29.87] [04:30.72]With the warm wind in her hair [04:34.79] [04:39.45]The morning sun touched lightly [04:43.33]On the eyes of Lucy Jordan