Capo II D5 D5 G5 D5 The morning sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan A5 A5 A5 A5 In her white suburban bedroom , in a white suburban town D5 G5 D5 As she lay there beneath the covers, dreaming of a thousand lovers A5 A5 A5 A5 D5 Till the world turned to orange and the room went spinning round G5 D5 At the age of 37, she realized she'd never ride through Paris A5 A5 A5 In a sports car, with the warm wind in her hair D5 G5 D5 And she let the phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing A5 A5 A5 A5 D5 Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair D5 G5 D5 Her husband, he was off to work, and the kids were off to school A5 A5 And there were oh so many ways for her to spend her day D5 G5 D5 She could clean the house for hours, or rearrange the flowers A5 A5 A5 A5 D5 Or run naked down the shady street screaming all the way G5 D5 At the age of 37, she realized she'd never ride through Paris A5 A5 A5 In a sports car, with the warm wind in her hair D5 G5 D5 And she let that phone keep ringing as she sat there softly singing A5 A5 A5 A5 D5 D5 D5 D5 Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair D5 G5 D5 The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan A5 A5 A5 On the rooftop where she'd climbed when all the laughter grew too loud D5 G5 D5 And she bowed and curtseyed to the man, who reached and offered her his hand A5 A5 A5 A5 D5 And led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd G5 D5 At the age of 37, she knew she'd found forever as they rode along through Paris A5 A5 A5 With the warm wind in her hair G5 D5 D5 D5 D5 Ooooohhh yes with the wind in her hair oooooohhhh...... Set8
