The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan
Dr Hook & The Medicine Show Lyrics


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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, dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Til the world turned to orange and the room went spinnin' round

At the age of 37, 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 screaming all the way

At the age of 37, 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

The evening 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 curtsy 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 37, she knew she'd found forever as they rode along through Paris




With the warm wind in her hair
Ooooohhh yes with the wind in her hair oooooohhhh

Overall Meaning

The Ballad of Lucy Jordan is a poignant song that tells the story of a woman in her late thirties who is unfulfilled and feels trapped in her mundane life. The song opens with Lucy Jordan waking up in her suburban bedroom, dreaming of more exciting experiences. She realizes that her life is unremarkable and that she has never experienced some of the things she has always wished for. The song continues with Lucy contemplating her existence and how different it might have been had she taken other paths. She spends her days doing household chores and singing nursery rhymes, yearning for the adventure and excitement she has missed out on.


The song captures the heartbreak of those unfulfilled dreams and the regret that can come with feeling stuck. Lucy Jordan's character is relatable to many people, who may feel as though they haven't achieved everything they wanted out of life. Dr Hook & The Medicine Show's lyrics are full of vivid imagery and nostalgia for missed opportunities.


Line by Line Meaning

The mornin' sun touched lightly on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
Lucy Jordan woke up to the gentle touch of the morning sun on her face


In her white suburban bedroom, in a white suburban town
She was living in a typical suburban house in a typical suburban neighborhood


As she lay there 'neath the covers, dreaming of a thousand lovers
Lucy was lying under the covers, daydreaming about romantic encounters with many different men


'Til the world turned to orange and the room went spinnin' round
She became so lost in her daydream that the colors around her seemed to change and the room felt like it was spinning


At the age of 37, she realized she'd never ride through Paris
Lucy came to the realization that she may never have the opportunity to travel and see the world as she had always dreamed


In a sports car, with the warm wind in her hair
She imagined herself riding through Paris in a convertible, feeling the warm wind blowing through her hair


And she let the phone keep ringin' as she sat there softly singin'
Ignoring the phone, Lucy sat there singing softly to herself


Pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her daddy's easy chair
She sang simple, childish songs that she had learned while sitting in her father's comfortable chair


Her husband, he was off to work, and the kids were off to school
Lucy's husband and children had gone to work and school for the day, leaving her alone in the house


And there were oh so many ways for her to spend her day
She had many options for how to fill her time while alone at home


She could clean the house for hours, or rearrange the flowers
Among her many options, Lucy could spend hours cleaning the house or rearranging the flowers


Or run naked down the shady street screaming all the way
As an extreme option, Lucy could run down the street naked, screaming


The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan
Later in the day, the gentle touch of the evening sun fell on Lucy's eyes


On the rooftop where she'd climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
Lucy had climbed up to the roof to escape the noise of laughter that had become too much for her


And she bowed and curtsy to the man, who reached and offered her his hand
A man approached her and offered his hand, to which she responded by bowing and curtsying


And led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd
The man escorted Lucy down to a long white car that was waiting for them in the distance


At the age of 37, she knew she'd found forever as they rode along through Paris
As they drove through Paris with the wind in her hair, Lucy felt that she had found true happiness and fulfillment


With the warm wind in her hair
The wind blowing through her hair was a symbol of the freedom and excitement that Lucy felt




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legalizitt

[Verse 1]
The mornin' sun touched lightly on
The eyes of Lucy Jordon
In her white suburban bedroom
In a white suburban town
As she lay there 'neath the covers
Dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Til the world turned to orange
And the room went spinnin' round

[Chorus]
At the age of 37
She realised 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 memorised
In her daddy's easy chair

[Verse 2]
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
Screaming all the way

[Chorus]
At the age of 37
She realised 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 memorised
In her daddy's easy chair

[Verse 3]
The evening sun
Touched gently on
The eyes of Lucy Jordon
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 past the crowd

[Outro]
At the age of 37
She knew she'd found forever
As they rode along through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair
Ooooohhh yes
With the wind in her hair
Oooohhhh yeah, yes



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SOME LYRICS:
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, dreaming of a thousand lovers
'Til the world turned to orange and the room went spinnin' round

At the age of 37, 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 screaming all the way

At the age of 37, 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

The evening 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 curtsy 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 37, she knew she'd found forever as they rode along through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair
Ooooohhh yes with the wind in her hair oooooohhhh



All comments from YouTube:

Paul Sumner

What a voice.

RockatanskyRodShop

Best dr hook song ever! I love all of their work but this is truly a masterpiece, it almost feels like he personally knew Lucy Jordan the emotion in his voice alone makes this song so beautiful

Frankie Casper

Dennis Locorriere is an amazing singer. Dr Hook were a great band. Shel Silverstein's songs are all classics.

jimbob1

Seen Dennis Locoriere in Dorset 2022,this guy was amazing brilliant singer, fantastic hearing this guy live ,claim to fame that nights concert was announced the queen died,so memorable,but anyway Dr hook and Dennis were brilliant.

Franice Stokes

One of my most favourite song ever it lives rent free in my head ❤️💯

Bfinky

I discovered Dr. Hook a few months ago and just love them. I had only ever heard Marianne Faithfull's version of this song and absolutely loved it. Now I discover this amazing original version and am just thrilled! Two different versions but equally beautiful!

Mark Petersen

You might be able to find the original by Shel Silversteen

Vishnu Vardhan

Please listen to A Little Bit More

Trey West

Most of the early stuff that Dr. Hook and The Medicine Show performed was written by Shel Silverstein.
He is worth checking out too.

John Galvin

A story told in song, only a voice like that could turn it into a vivid film running through your mind.

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