Hot August night And the leaves hanging down And the grass on the ground smelling sweet Move up the road To the outside of town And the sound of that good gospel beat Sits a ragged tent Where there ain't no trees And that gospel group Telling you and me It's Love Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show Pack up the babies Grab the old ladies Everyone goes Everyone knows Brother Love's show Room gets suddenly still And when you'd almost bet You could hear yourself sweat, he walks in Eyes black as coal
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