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Video Karaoke Ballad of Lucy Jordan - Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show - Karaoke Canzoni

Questa base è una cover di Ballad of Lucy Jordan resa famosa da Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show

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Con i cori (a scelta nella versione KFN)

Tempo: variabile (attorno a 104 BPM)

Stessa tonalità dell'originale: MI

La canzone comincia a cappella

Durata: 04:09 - Anteprima: 01:59

Data di rilascio: 1974
Generi: Country, Folk, In inglese
Autore originale: Shel Silverstein

Tutti i File scaricabili sono basi,non la versone originale del brano.

Testo De Ballad of Lucy Jordan

The mornin' sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In her white suburban bedroom
In a white suburban town
As she lay there 'neath the covers
Dreamin' of a thousand lovers
'Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinnin' 'round yeah
At the age of thirty-seven
She realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
And she let the phone keep ringin'
As she sat there softly singin'
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair
Her husband
He was off to work
And the kids were off to school
And there were oh so many ways for her to spend her day
She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers
Or run naked down the shady street screamin' all the way
At the age of thirty-seven
She realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair
And she let that phone keep ringin'
As she sat there softly singin'
Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair
Ooh yeah
The evenin' sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
On the rooftop where she'd climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
And she bowed and curtseyed to the man who reached and offered her his hand
And led her down to the long white car that waited uh past the crowd, yes
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
Ooh, ooh yeah
With the wind in her hair
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
With the wind in her hair

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