The Ballad of Lucy Jordan Lyrics

(Shel Silverstein)
1975

1) The morning sun touched lightly on
the eyes of Lucy Jordan
in a white suburban bedroom
in a white suburban town
As she lay there 'neith the covers
dreaming of a thousand lovers
'till the world turned to orange
and the room went spinning round

{Chorus}
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 singing
pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized
in her daddy's easy chair
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...

{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

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...