Brother Love's Travelling Salvation Show

Written by: Neil Diamond

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, Love

Brother Love's Travelling 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

And when he lifts his face

Every 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, Love

Brother Love's Travelling Salvation Show

Pack up the babies

Grab the old ladies

Everyone goes

Everyone knows

Brother Love's show

(sermon)

Take my hand in your hand

Walk with me this day

In my heart I know

I will never stray

Halle, halle, halle, halle, halle, halle, halle

It's Love, Love

Brother Love's Travelling Salvation Show

Pack up the babies

Grab the old ladies

Everyone goes

Everyone knows

Brother Love's show

Amen