Like many of us Dorothy's beauty and kindness also touched the band Prism. After her death they wrote the tribute song Cover Girl. I have included an article about the song, the lyrics, a link to Prism's website and a brief remembrance from a Prism band member.
Cover Girl
Cover girl you've come a long way
New Mercedes in the driveway
Oh oh, she's just a small town girl at heart
I'm concerned with what they say
Reputation on display
Oh how people like to talk.
I saw her picture in a magazine row
Blue eyes shinin by the cellophane glow
Tonight she's giving it all away, she's all right
My Cover Girl
Five years in eighteen months
She got everything all at once
She moved out that's when he moved in
Cover Girl it's such a damn waste
You were more than just a pretty face
I never thought I'd never see you again
I saw her picture in a magazine row
Blue eyes shinin by the cellophane glow
Tonight she's giving it all away, she's all right
My Cover Girl
Cover Girl you've come a long way
New Mercedes in the driveway
Oh oh she's just a small town girl at heart
Cover Girl it's such a damn waste
You were more than just a pretty face
I never thought I'd never see you again
I saw her picture in a magazine row
Blue eyes shinin by the cellophane glow
Tonight she's giving it all away, she's all right
My Cover Girl
I saw her picture on the 6-o clock news
Just read about the cover girl blues.
I recall seeing Dorothy's future husband Snider around Oil Can Harry's nightclub in the 1970s and later heard that the lovely girl who worked at the Dairy Queen on Hastings Street in Vancouver's east end was having considerable success.
When we finally met Dorothy at the Prism gold record ceremony, held at Bruce Allen's home in 1980 I noticed how she was surrounded by handlers--she seemed a calm amidst a storm.
I managed to sit alone with her by an ocean-view front window and we chatted as two Vancouver kids would. But I had a strong sense to advise her to keep her eyes open and keep safe in the whirlwind of success, which I never actually spoke to her.
I think of this every time I drive past the Dairy Queen.
Al Harlow
Bass, Guitar, Vocals.
Prism
