DOROTHY words & music by Lenny Solomon

© L. Solomon 2010

A soul of the street in weather rainy or sunny

She fed the birds and the squirrels, she called them her buddies

Her eyes, hollow and warn, I wondered ‘bout all the storms

She’d been through in her life, must have cut her like a knife

Sometimes we talked, sometimes she passed me by

As if she was thinking of some other long ago guy

In the meadow she would dance, with her lover in deep romance

With plans forevermore, she didn’t know the score

cho. - Dorothy, oh Dorothy a woman of many seasons

Tell me those stories of the past

The rhymes and all the reasons

Show me the fire you’ve walked through

Tell me what I should, or not do

Dorothy, oh Dorothy can your hear me

This was the winter from hell, the wind kept a’ blowing

Too many times when I woke up it was still snowing

The cold air seemed to stand still, so hard to summon the will

To get up out of bed, the blues and I were wed

I looked out my window, saw she was walking outside

I grabbed my coat and I yelled but she started to hide

She wouldn’t look my way, she didn’t have nothing to say

She was somewhere in her head, handing out crusts of bread

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