Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show foi uma banda de pop-rock país formado em torno de Union City, Nova Jersey, em 1969 .
História O núcleo fundador da banda consistiu de quatro amigos, George Cummings, Dennis Locorriere, Ray Sawyer, Billy Francis-que havia jogado para cima e para baixo da Costa Leste e no Meio-Oeste, encerrando-se em Nova Jersey, um por um, com convites de fundação banda membro George Cummings. Informado pelo proprietário de um clube que precisava de um nome para colocar em um cartaz na janela de seu estabelecimento
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: [email protected] Subject: ballad_of_lucy_jordan.pro of Dr_Hook Date: Mon, 13 Nov 95 9:53:46 MET
# From: Wolf Krueger
{t: BALLAD OF LUCY JORDAN} {st: Dr. Hook and the Medicin Show (1975)}
# {columns: 2}
1) The [E]morning sun touched lightly on the [A]eyes of Lucy [E]Jordan in a white suburban bedroom in a [B]white suburban town
As she [E]lay there 'neith the colors dreaming [A]of a thousand [E]lovers 'till the [B]world turned to orange and the room went spinning [E]round
{C: Chorus:} {soc} At the [A]age of thirty seven she [E]realized - she'd never ride - through Paris - in a sportscar - with the warm wind in her [B]hair ___[A]__[B]
And she [E]let the phone keep ringing as she [A]sat there softly [E]singing pretty [B]nursery rhymes she'd memorized in her [A]daddy's easy [E]chair {eoc}
2) Her husband, he was off to work and her kids were off to school and there were oh so many ways for her to spend the day
She could clean the house for hours or rearrange the flowers or run naked down the shady street screaming all the way...
{C: CHORUS}
3) The evening sun touched gently on the eyes of Lucy Jordan on the rooftop where she climbed when all the laughter grew too loud
And she bowed in courtesy to the man who reached and offered her his hand and led her down to the long white car that waited past the crowd
{C: Chorus:}
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
...with the wind in her hair...
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"So the secret to good self-esteem is to lower your expectations to the point where they are already met?" -- Hobbes "Right. We should take pride in our mediocrity!" -- Calvin