Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show sing and play along

Hot gets August ly night, and the leaves hanging down and the grass on the ground smellin' 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

tellin' you and me:

It's Love, Brother Love, say, Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show.

(Halle... halle...)

Pack up the babies and grab the old ladies,

and ev'ryone goes 'cause ev'ryone knows

Brother Love's show.

Room gets sudden ly still, and when you'd almost bet you could hear yourself sweat,

he walks in.

Eyes black as coal, and when he lifts his face,

ev'ry ear in the place is on him.

Starting soft and slow

like a small earthquake,

and when he lets go,

half the valley shakes.

It's Love, Brother Love, say, Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show.

(Halle... halle...)

Pack up the babies and grab the old ladies,

and ev'ryone goes 'cause ev'ryone knows

Brother Love's show.

Brother Love's show.

(Hallelujah!)

(Halle... hallelujah!)

(Hallelujah!)

(Halle... hallelujah!)

(Hallelujah!)

(Halle... hallelujah!)

(Hallelujah!)

(Halle... hallelujah!)

(Hallelujah!)

(Halle... hallelujah!)

Take my hand in yours,

walk with me this day.

In my heart I know,

I will nevver stray.

Halle... halle...

halle... halle...

halle... halle...

halle... halle...

Brother Love's show.

Amen.