I wanta tell you a story 'bout the Dooright Family
That soul singing 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
Broadcasting over the airwaves from Nashville, Tennessee
Reach over and turn up your radio's and we'll bring our music to ya
And pretty soon you'll shout hallelujah!"

Well you've the Dooright (Dooright), Dooright (Dooright)
Dooright (Dooright), Dooright (Dooright)
And we invite you to help us sing our song
The Dooright...yes it's the doo-Dooright's
You know you can't go wrong!

"Here's brother Therman."
"Howdy neighbors"
"Sister Doris and Sister Dewdrop"
"Praise glory!"
"Oh bless your hearts, girls"
"Bless your heart, Daddy; bless your heart Virgil, bless your heart Mama, bless your..."
"Hold it! That's enough heart blessing. Here's brother Virgil"
"Lordy, lordy, lordy"
"Atta boy, Virgil and of course friends I'm Daddy Dooright!"
"No show would be complete. You wouldn't dare delete
She can't be beat, you're in for a treat
She'll sweep you off of your feet
So hang on to your seats
Prepare to meet and greet our dear sweet Mama..."
"Hallelujah friends and neighbors
Never give in to that sin and temptation that's lurking in the shadows
But constantly strive for that burning beacon on the distant horizon...ha, ha, ha, ha"
"Okay, Mama, that's enough"
"Ha, ha, ha, ha..."
Hush Mama, Virgil!"
"Now play the piano Mama"
One afternoon in an all-night sing they were making those rafters ring
Had that audience clapping on one and three, oh mercy!
Wasn't too long before they hit a groove
And then the spirit began to move ol' Therman right over the edge
And he began to preach:

"Flock, a-ha. I just want to say a few words about them discotheques
People's in there smokin', people's in there drinkin'
People's in there dancing, a-ha
I tell you flock, a-ha, them discotheques ain't nothin' but a regular Sodom and Gamore, a-ha
Where you goin', Virgil, a-ha?"
"I'm goin' over to one of those discotheques!"
"You come back here, Virgil, a-ha!"
"Never give in to sin and temptation that lurks in the shadows
But constantly strive for the burning beacon on the distant horizon. Ha, ha, ha..."
"That's enough. Hush Mama, Virgil!"
"Now play the piano Mama!"

Well, the tears were streaming down every face
There wasn't a dry eye in the place
One woman had her eyes rolled back and she was speaking in tongues!
Even the Doorights were moved by the sermon
And Daddy reached out and hugged ol' Therman
And all did the last chorus like it never been sung

Well you've the Dooright (Dooright), Dooright (Dooright)
Dooright (Dooright), Dooright (Dooright)
And we invite you to help us sing our song
The Dooright...yes it's the doo-Dooright's
You know you can't go wrong!
Dooright, dooright, dooright, dooright, dooright
"Go for another octave, Virgil!"
"What was that?"
"Oh no! Virgil's done gone so slow he's exploded right there on stage friends!"
"Hallelujah!"
"Play the piano, Mama!
Friends, till we meet again keep them cards and letters comin' in
And don't forget the autographed song books for sale as you leave the building
Got pictures of the entire Dooright Family standing in front of the lavender bus
Lordy, Virgil, will you cut that out? You can't sing that low!
Friends, look for the Dooright bus comin' through your town real soon
Virgil! Virgil!"