Chords for The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan
Tempo:
77.85 bpm
Chords used:
C#
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G#
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[G#] [C#] The morning sun touched lightly on [F#] the eyes of [C#] Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom [G#] in a white suburban town
[C#] And she laid there beneath the covers [F#] Dreaming of a [C#] thousand loves
[G#] Till the world turned to orange and the room went [C#] spinning round
[F#] At the age of thirty-seven [C#] she realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with a warm wind in [G#] her face
[C#] And she let the funky breeze [F#] as she sat there [C#] softly singing
Pretty [G#] nursery rhymes she'd memorized [F#] in her days
[C#] Lucy Jordan,
[F#] [C#] her husband, his daughter, [F#] and the kids, they're [C#] off to school
And there were oh so many ways [G#] for her to spend the days
[C#] She could clean the house for hours [F#] or rearrange [C#] the flowers
[G#] Or run naked through the shady street screaming all [C#] night
[F#] At the age of thirty-seven [C#] she realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with a warm wind in [G#] her face
[C#] So she let the funky breeze [F#] as she sat there [C#] softly singing
[G#] Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in [F#] her days
Lucy [C#] Jordan, [F#] [G#]
[C#] the evening sun touched gently on [F#] the eyes of [C#] Lucy Jordan
On the rooftop where she climbed when [G#] all the laughter grew too loud
[C#] And she bowed and she cursed to the man [C#]
who [F#] reached and offered [C#] her a train
[G#] And he let her down to the long white car but waited past [C#] the time
At [F#] the age of thirty-seven she [C#] knew she knew forever
As she rode along through Paris with a warm wind in [G#] her face
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[G#] [C#] The morning sun touched lightly on [F#] the eyes of [C#] Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom [G#] in a white suburban town
[C#] And she laid there beneath the covers [F#] Dreaming of a [C#] thousand loves
[G#] Till the world turned to orange and the room went [C#] spinning round
[F#] At the age of thirty-seven [C#] she realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with a warm wind in [G#] her face
[C#] And she let the funky breeze [F#] as she sat there [C#] softly singing
Pretty [G#] nursery rhymes she'd memorized [F#] in her days
[C#] Lucy Jordan,
[F#] [C#] her husband, his daughter, [F#] and the kids, they're [C#] off to school
And there were oh so many ways [G#] for her to spend the days
[C#] She could clean the house for hours [F#] or rearrange [C#] the flowers
[G#] Or run naked through the shady street screaming all [C#] night
[F#] At the age of thirty-seven [C#] she realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with a warm wind in [G#] her face
[C#] So she let the funky breeze [F#] as she sat there [C#] softly singing
[G#] Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in [F#] her days
Lucy [C#] Jordan, [F#] [G#]
[C#] the evening sun touched gently on [F#] the eyes of [C#] Lucy Jordan
On the rooftop where she climbed when [G#] all the laughter grew too loud
[C#] And she bowed and she cursed to the man [C#]
who [F#] reached and offered [C#] her a train
[G#] And he let her down to the long white car but waited past [C#] the time
At [F#] the age of thirty-seven she [C#] knew she knew forever
As she rode along through Paris with a warm wind in [G#] her face
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[F#] [G#]
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[G#] [C#] The morning sun touched lightly on [F#] the eyes of [C#] Lucy Jordan
In a white _ suburban bedroom _ [G#] in a white _ suburban town _
[C#] And she laid there beneath the covers _ [F#] Dreaming of a [C#] thousand loves _
[G#] Till the world _ turned to orange _ and the room went [C#] spinning round _
_ _ _ _ [F#] At the age of thirty-seven [C#] she _ realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with a warm wind in [G#] her face _ _ _ _
[C#] And she let the funky breeze _ [F#] as she sat there [C#] softly singing
Pretty [G#] nursery rhymes she'd memorized [F#] in her days
[C#] Lucy Jordan, _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] her husband, his daughter, _ _ [F#] and the kids, they're [C#] off to school
_ And there were oh so many ways [G#] for her to spend the days
[C#] She could clean the house for hours _ [F#] _ or rearrange [C#] the flowers
_ _ [G#] Or run naked through the shady street _ _ screaming all [C#] night _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] At the age of thirty-seven _ [C#] she realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with a warm wind in [G#] her face _
_ _ _ _ [C#] So she let the funky breeze _ _ [F#] as she sat there [C#] softly singing
[G#] Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in [F#] her days
Lucy [C#] Jordan, _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _
[C#] the evening sun _ touched gently on _ [F#] _ the eyes of [C#] Lucy Jordan _
On the rooftop where she climbed when [G#] all the laughter grew too loud _
[C#] And she bowed and she cursed to the man [C#]
who [F#] _ reached and offered [C#] her a train _
[G#] And he let her down to the long white car _ but waited past [C#] the time _
_ _ _ At [F#] the age of thirty-seven she _ [C#] knew she knew forever
As she rode along through Paris with a warm wind in [G#] her face _ _ _ _ _
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[G#] [C#] The morning sun touched lightly on [F#] the eyes of [C#] Lucy Jordan
In a white _ suburban bedroom _ [G#] in a white _ suburban town _
[C#] And she laid there beneath the covers _ [F#] Dreaming of a [C#] thousand loves _
[G#] Till the world _ turned to orange _ and the room went [C#] spinning round _
_ _ _ _ [F#] At the age of thirty-seven [C#] she _ realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with a warm wind in [G#] her face _ _ _ _
[C#] And she let the funky breeze _ [F#] as she sat there [C#] softly singing
Pretty [G#] nursery rhymes she'd memorized [F#] in her days
[C#] Lucy Jordan, _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] her husband, his daughter, _ _ [F#] and the kids, they're [C#] off to school
_ And there were oh so many ways [G#] for her to spend the days
[C#] She could clean the house for hours _ [F#] _ or rearrange [C#] the flowers
_ _ [G#] Or run naked through the shady street _ _ screaming all [C#] night _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] At the age of thirty-seven _ [C#] she realized she'd never ride
Through Paris in a sports car with a warm wind in [G#] her face _
_ _ _ _ [C#] So she let the funky breeze _ _ [F#] as she sat there [C#] softly singing
[G#] Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in [F#] her days
Lucy [C#] Jordan, _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _
[C#] the evening sun _ touched gently on _ [F#] _ the eyes of [C#] Lucy Jordan _
On the rooftop where she climbed when [G#] all the laughter grew too loud _
[C#] And she bowed and she cursed to the man [C#]
who [F#] _ reached and offered [C#] her a train _
[G#] And he let her down to the long white car _ but waited past [C#] the time _
_ _ _ At [F#] the age of thirty-seven she _ [C#] knew she knew forever
As she rode along through Paris with a warm wind in [G#] her face _ _ _ _ _
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