Cifras
The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan

Tono: E

Introducción:

 E                                                                 E7 
The morning sun touched gently on
           A                         E 
the eyes of Lucy Jordan
in a white suburban bedroom
               B                                       B7 
in a white suburban town.
                 E                                                   E7 
As she lay there 'neath the covers
                   A                             E 
dreaming of a thousand lovers
                       B                                           B7 
till the world turned to orange
                                                           E         E7 
and the room went spinning round.
                 A 
At the age of thirty-seven
               E 
she realized she'd never ride
through Paris in a sports car
                                                       B 
with the worm wind in her hair.
                 E                                                   E7 
So she let the phone keep ringing
                 A                                   E 
as she sat there softly singing
               B 
the nursery rhymes she'd memorize
                   A                       E 
in her daddy's easy chair.
                                                         E7 
Her husband is off to work
                   A                               E 
and the kids are off to school
and there were oh so many ways
           B                                     B7 
for her to spend a day.
                         E                                               E7 
She could clean the house for hours
       A                                 E 
or re-arrange the flowers
         B 
or make it through the shady stream
                                       E 
screaming all the way.
                 A 
At the age of thirty-seven
               E 
she realized she'd never ride
through Paris in a sports car
                                                       B 
with the worm wind in her hair.
                 E                                                   E7 
So she let the phone keep ringing
                 A                                   E 
as she sat there softly singing
               B 
the nursery rhymes she'd memorize
                   A                       E 
in her daddy's easy chair.
                                                                     E7 
The evening sun touched gently on
           A                         E 
the eyes of Lucy Jordan
on the roof top where she climbed
                                                                 B         B7 
when all the laughter grew too loud.
                     E                                                     E7 
And she bowed and cursed to the man
               A                                       E 
who reached out ... off to her his hands
           B 
and led her down to a long white car
                                                 E       E7 
that waited, past the crowd.
                 A 
At the age of thirty-seven
           E 
she knew that she'd found heaven
as she rode along through Paris
                                                       B 
with the worm wind in her hair.