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The Very Best of Dorothy Norwood (Dorothy Norwood) · Dorothy Norwood at Her Best (Dorothy Norwood) · Absolutely the Best of Dorothy Norwood (Dorothy Norwood) · It's Praying Time (Miami Mass Choir) · On Praying Ground (Doc Watson) · Praying and Swaying, Vol. 1 (Gregg Stafford) · Praying for Daylight/Long Slow Beautiful Dance (Rascal Flatts) · Norwood (Glen Campbell) · Daron Norwood (Daron Norwood) · Its Rhythm & Blues Time (Billy Tojo Carter) – and 90 other albums »


you what I did

I took another bubble bath with my pants on
All the fighting stopped
Next time I'll do it sooner
This is the ballad of Dorothy
bubble bath with my pants on
All the fighting stopped
Next time I'll do it sooner
This is the ballad of Dorothy Parker

Dorothy Parker, Dorothy
stereo typing 
They keep it moving all day long 
The time and motion construction – 
Suction song 

Praying, praying, praying to the beat, 
Praying
when the road got rough,
And brought you through the lean times by making it up.

"Hey, did I ever tell you the time I married my cousin up in Las
glow, it's in her eye
Give you visions in your mind
She's from another space and time
That's when you know you're hypnotized
And her intoxicating will not
And David dropped the giant to his knees
(Empowered by a stronger hand)
God changed the course of history
(See the power of the praying man)

Faith lives
[Shaggy]
I was skipping down the block when I heard some moaning
It was Dorothy she said she need some loving
Who the fuck was I to say no?
I took
money, take it down the avenue
'cause I ain't got time for you, until daylight

This sidewalk ice is cold as steel,
I'm not Dorothy, I can't click my
money, take it down the avenue 
'cause I ain't got time for you, until daylight 

This sidewalk ice is cold as steel,
I'm not Dorothy, I can't click my
only knows that kept peggy
Straight cause in the very next year my aunt dorothy was the late,
More beautiful than the word it was like killing
the lion's den
Got so many friends only most of the time

When the grass is high and the rabbit runs
Though it's talkin' to you and I
And every new
well clear the way, 'cause here we come
Stand by for a concussion
The men eat fire, sleep on nails and saw their wives in half
It seems to me there
look out, well clear the way, 'cause here we come 
Stand by for a concussion 
The men eat fire, sleep on nails and saw their wives in half 
It seems
well clear the way, 'cause here we come
Stand by for a concussion
The men eat fire, sleep on nails and saw their wives in half
It seems to me there
look out, well clear the way, 'cause here we come 
Stand by for a concussion 
The men eat fire, sleep on nails and saw their wives in half 
It seems
look out, well clear the way, 'cause here we come 
Stand by for a concussion 
The men eat fire, sleep on nails and saw their wives in half 
It seems
it'll be okay
No more messing around and living underground
And new year's resolutions
By this time next year I won't be here
I turn on MTV,
of livin' in one
Haters see me get to thinking that it cant be all good
So I just kill them with the car, Brandy Norwood
And keep chasin' success that
all alone
She had those sad china eyes
That sang each time she smiled
Ah, but the song
It seemed to linger
So long it deepened
My love for her
Time I ease my mind and move bullshit out the way
I'm just praying for better dayz
Still praying for better dayz
There's so much I gotta say, it bothers
singing, it is song time 
The banjos strummin' soft and low 
I know that you 
Yearn for me too,
Swanee, you're calling me! 

Swanee! 
How I love you,
of nightmares
Soulless demons laughing in a sea of madness

Listen closely to the raven’s call
Praying hard for our world not to end
Try as might to make sense
The black is by the fire
The lights are on the tree
Elvis sings Blue Christmas for you and me
Everything is perfect
The candles have it glow
The only
singing it is song time.
The banjo's strumming soft and low.
I know that you 
Yearn for me too.
Swannee, you're calling me.

Swanee, how I love you,
singing it is song time.
The banjo's strumming soft and low.
I know that you 
Yearn for me too.
Swannee, you're calling me.

Swanee, how I love you,