GOOD OLD DORA
(Casse Culver)

There's not a person who could hold me here
Like trying to hold on to a river
Not a man nor a mountain that could make me insecure
No way to separate or sever

CHORUS
Good Old Dora nurses me when I'm ill
Good Old Dora flatters me when I'm well
She brings the bucket and I bring the sponge
And together we're gonna clean up this whole town!

I watch the fish, they're moving like quick-silver
They never make a wrong or awkward turn
They never ask 'What's received?' or 'Who's the giver?'
They reveal there's so much we can learn

Well, autumn is a fine time for long talks in the evening
And having your friends and music handy
No use sighing about the summer's leaving
Every season has her home and family

Looking down the lane I'm a-wondering how to go
I pause to check my sense of direction
One rugged mile, gonna take it kinda slow
Next stop we make is at perfection!

words and music by Casse Culver, ©1975 by Casse Culver



Casse Culver performs some good old ditties like "First Unto This Country," but is known best for her own compositions, such as "Good Old Dora," a rollicking, foot-stomping, sing-along song of women-friend-energy. It's on her album Three Gypsies, produced by Urana Records, Wise Women Enterprises, Inc., P.O. Box 33, Stonington, Maine 04681, distributed by Olivia Records, P.O. Box 707237, L.A., CA 90070.


Source: Sing Out! Magazine, Volume 25, Number 6, 1977 - page 30

Also in the Rise Up Singing Songbook

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