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DOORIGHT FAMILY, THE (Ray Stevens) Ray Stevens - 1980 I want to tell you a story 'bout the Dooright Family That soul singin' gospel group from the hills of Tennessee They travel in a Silver Eagle with eight rooms and a shower And every Sunday afternoon you can tune 'em in on the "Dooright Hour" Oh, yes friends and neighbors, we are the Dooright Family Broadcastin' over the airwaves from Nashville, Tennessee Reach over and turn up your radios and we'll bring our music to ya And pretty soon you'll shout Hallelujah! (Hallelujah!) Well you got to do right, do right, do right, do right Do right, do right, do right, do right Yes, if you do do right, ya know you can't go wrong Here's brother Thurman Howdy neighbors! Sister Doris and sister Dewdrop Praise glory! Oh, bless your hearts girls Bless your heart too, Daddy Bless your heart, Daddy Bless your heart, Virgil Bless your heart, Mama Bless your heart, Doris Bless your heart, Dewdrop Bless your heart, Virgil Bless your heart, Thurman Bless your heart, Mama Good night, John Boy Bless your heart, Daddy Bless your heart President Eisenhower and all the boys overseas All right, hold it! That's enough heart blessin'! Here's brother Virgil Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Oh Lordy Atta boy Virgil, and of course friends, I'm Daddy Dooright No show would be complete, we wouldn't dare delete She can't be beat, you're in for a treat She'll sweep you off-a your feet, so hang on to your seat Prepare to meet and greet our dear sweet Mama Hallelujah, friends. Never give in to that sin and temptation lurkin' in the shadows but constantly strive toward that burnin' beacon on the distant horizon. Hallelujah, Mama Okay now, that's enough. Punch Mama, Virgil (punch sound) Now play the pianer, Mama Well, one afternoon at an all night sing They were makin' them rafters ring Had that audience clappin' on one and three, oh, mercy Wasn't too long 'fore they hit a groove And then the spirit began to move Ol' Thurman right over the edge and he began to preach Lord!, uh-huh, I just wanna say a few words uh-huh, 'bout them discotheques, uh-huh, peoples in there drinkin', uh-huh peoples in there smokin', uh-huh, peoples in there dancin', uh-huh, where they git out there in a big pile, uh-huh, and jus' girate around like a bunch' o wild heathens, uh-huh, I tell you flock, uh-huh, them discotheques, uh-huh, ain't nothin' but a regular Sodom and Gomorrah, uh-huh Where you goin', Virgil, uh-huh? I'm goin' to one o' them discotheques You come back here, Virgil! Never give in to that sin and temptation lurkin' in the shadows... Okay, Mama... But constantly strive towards that burnin' beacon on the distant horizon... Okay that's enough. Punch Mama, Virgil (punch sound) Now play the pianer, Mama Well the tears were streamin' down ev'ry face There wasn't a dry eye in the place One woman had her eyes rolled back and she was speakin' in tongues Yeah, even the Doorights were moved by the sermon And Daddy reached out and hugged ol' Thurman And they all sang the last chorus like it'd never been sung Well you got to do right, do right, do right, do right Do right, do right, do right, do right And we invite you to help us sing our song Do right, do right, do right, do right Do right, do right, do right, do right Yes, if you do do right, you know you can't go wrong Do right, do right, do right, do right Do right, do right, do right, do right, do right Go for another octave, Virgil! (BOOM) What was that? Oh Lordy, Virgil's done gone so low, he's exploded! Right here on stage, friends! Hallelujah! Play the pianer, Mama! Friends, 'til we meet again, keep them cards and letters comin' in. And don't forget the autographed songbooks for sale as you leave the building. It's got pictures of the entire Dooright family standin' in front of the lavender bus, right there in livin' color! Lordy Virgil, you cut that out! You know you can't, you can't hit that note, Virgil! Friends, don't forget look for the Dooright bus! We'll be comin' through your town real soon. Virgil! You know you can't sing that low!...Virgil!!! (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - April 2009)

    


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