Song | The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan |
Artist | Marianne Faithfull |
Album | Broken English |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Shel Silverstein |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Silverstein |
[00:00.00] | |
[00:14.57] | The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan |
[00:22.82] | In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town |
[00:30.82] | As she lay there 'neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers |
[00:38.95] | Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round |
[00:48.69] | At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never |
[00:56.32] | Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair |
[01:06.63] | So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing |
[01:14.44] | Little nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's easy chair |
[01:25.00] | Her husband, he's off to work and the kids are off to school |
[01:32.31] | And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day |
[01:40.56] | She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers |
[01:48.56] | Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way |
[01:56.37] | At the age of thirty-seven she realised she'd never |
[02:03.75] | Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair |
[02:14.25] | So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing |
[02:21.93] | Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorised in her daddy's easy chair |
[02:36.06] | The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan |
[02:43.87] | On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud |
[02:58.12] | And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand |
[03:05.62] | And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd |
[03:15.81] | At the age of thirty-seven she knew she'd found forever |
[03:23.50] | As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair |
[03:33.62] |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Shel Silverstein |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Silverstein |
[00:00.00] | |
[00:14.57] | The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan |
[00:22.82] | In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town |
[00:30.82] | As she lay there ' neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers |
[00:38.95] | Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round |
[00:48.69] | At the age of thirtyseven she realised she' d never |
[00:56.32] | Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair |
[01:06.63] | So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing |
[01:14.44] | Little nursery rhymes she' d memorised in her daddy' s easy chair |
[01:25.00] | Her husband, he' s off to work and the kids are off to school |
[01:32.31] | And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day |
[01:40.56] | She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers |
[01:48.56] | Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way |
[01:56.37] | At the age of thirtyseven she realised she' d never |
[02:03.75] | Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair |
[02:14.25] | So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing |
[02:21.93] | Pretty nursery rhymes she' d memorised in her daddy' s easy chair |
[02:36.06] | The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan |
[02:43.87] | On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud |
[02:58.12] | And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand |
[03:05.62] | And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd |
[03:15.81] | At the age of thirtyseven she knew she' d found forever |
[03:23.50] | As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair |
[03:33.62] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Shel Silverstein |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Silverstein |
[00:00.00] | |
[00:14.57] | The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan |
[00:22.82] | In a white suburban bedroom in a white suburban town |
[00:30.82] | As she lay there ' neath the covers dreaming of a thousand lovers |
[00:38.95] | Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round |
[00:48.69] | At the age of thirtyseven she realised she' d never |
[00:56.32] | Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair |
[01:06.63] | So she let the phone keep ringing and she sat there softly singing |
[01:14.44] | Little nursery rhymes she' d memorised in her daddy' s easy chair |
[01:25.00] | Her husband, he' s off to work and the kids are off to school |
[01:32.31] | And there are, oh, so many ways for her to spend the day |
[01:40.56] | She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers |
[01:48.56] | Or run naked through the shady street screaming all the way |
[01:56.37] | At the age of thirtyseven she realised she' d never |
[02:03.75] | Ride through Paris in a sports car with the warm wind in her hair |
[02:14.25] | So she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing |
[02:21.93] | Pretty nursery rhymes she' d memorised in her daddy' s easy chair |
[02:36.06] | The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan |
[02:43.87] | On the roof top where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud |
[02:58.12] | And she bowed and curtsied to the man who reached and offered her his hand |
[03:05.62] | And he led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd |
[03:15.81] | At the age of thirtyseven she knew she' d found forever |
[03:23.50] | As she rode along through Paris with the warm wind in her hair |
[03:33.62] |