Lyrics
(Yes, I miss you, Whitney Houston...)
I love the-, the Lord, he heard my cry
And pitied every groan, long as I, I live
And troubles rise, I hasten ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Great John on the beat by the way)
Oh, I love the Lord (I love the Lord)
I sure do, surely do love the Lord
He heard, (He heard my cry) He heard my cry
And pitied every groan, yes, He did (and pitied)
Every, hey, every groan (every groan)
Long as I live (long as I), long as I, I live
And troubles rise, troubles rise (and troubles rise)
(True, true, true, true) one of my
(True, true, true, true) one of my favorite things
(True, true, true, true)
(True, true, true, true) one of my favorite things
Was when Whitney would call me or I would call Whitney
She would simply sing her hello...
Hello, Bebe, my brother
And I would just simply return
Hello, Whitney, my sister
Hello, Bebe, my brother
And I would just simply return
Hello, Whitney, my sister
And so I, I, I miss those phone calls
No matter what we talked about
The fact that we sung it to each other is what I miss the most
Yes, I miss you, Whitney Houston
