BROTHER LOVE'S TRAVELING SALVATION SHOW

Neil Diamond

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

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

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 Traveling Salvation Show

Pack up the babies

Grab the old ladies

Everyone goes

Everyone knows

Brother Love's show



Sermon



Take my hand in yours

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 Traveling Salvation Show

Pack up the babies

Grab the old ladies

Everyone goes

Everyone knows

Brother Love's show

Amen