| Saints and sinners, come one, come all
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| (Have a little revival)
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| Losers, winners, answer my call
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| «Cause right now the tent’s up
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| (Really it is)
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| The word’s out —
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| (Truly, it is)
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| An' has been since the dawn
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| (Hear me tell ya)
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| The call’s out
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| (Really it is)
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| An' we’re 'bout
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| (Tendin' t’biz)
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| To git this meetin' on — Hear me tellin' you
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| Brothers n' sisters who want to repent
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| (That's right!)
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| You’ll find what you’ve been lookin' for right here in the tent
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| Lend an ear an' you’ll see
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| «Cause when it comes t' needin' savin' ain' nobody knows it better than me
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| I was so low that I know that only a miracle like this is
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| The only way t' heavenly bliss
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| It’s really the truth, Lawdy, I know it
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| I know it cause I been taken through it
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| Now the spirits in me an' allowed the Lord
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| T’win me, I can testify to it
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| Sweet, sweet the angel’s song
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| Sweet the feelin' I been searchin' for for ever so long
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| I never again imagine livin' life
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| Like I was livin' when I lived wrong
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| Git ready
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| (Sing)
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| Here they come! |
| the choir’s all set
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| Be steady
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| (Pray)
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| See the people fillin' them pews
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| Be willin'
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| (All)
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| To announce without a regret
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| It’s thrillin'!
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| (Day)
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| Tell the world the wonderful news
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| Folks are troopin' in from far 'n near
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| F' news that they can hardly wait to hear
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| They’re nearly starved 'cause they’re waitin'
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| For food for the soul, yeah
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| Starved 'cause they’re waitin' for what will not grow old
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| Preacher’s openin' up the book
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| He’s gonna pause awhile an' take a look
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| 'n then he’ll start tellin' everyone
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| 'jes how t' do, yeah
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| Start tellin' everyone jus' what’s true, yeah
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| Sister Emmy Lou done gone t' shoutin'
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| An jumpin' 'cause she feels the spirit
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| The congregation’s stompin' it’s feet
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| An' everybody’s movin' outta their seat
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| They really gonna get this meetin' on
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| An' praise the Lord until the dawn
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| (Yeah) — Hear that preacher spread the word
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| (Hear that Preacher)
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| 'cause its the greatest word you ever heard
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| He’s our teacher
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| When he says «I'm callin' sinners right now you hear?
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| I’m callin' sinners right to me»
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| When ol' Satan grabs your soul
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| When he grabs you
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| It takes the Lord’s true word to break his hold
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| Trouble nabs you
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| So I say, «You got to listen mostly to me
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| You got to listen closely.»
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| Don’t let the devil catch y' nappin'
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| Gotta' keep the vigil every minute
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| Or the devil surely git you
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| «Watch your step 'n how you act
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| Watch what you do
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| Mister Scratch is here, an' that’s a fact
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| He wants you too
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| If anyone can stop him, I can
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| That’s why I’m the Preacher Man»
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| We hear the word
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| We hear your voice
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| We know there really isn’t any other choice
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| Head f’heaven t’day
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| (We're on the gospel train)
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| We can show you the way
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| (Relieve all strain)
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| Leave your cares and your woes
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| (Yes!)
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| Heaven knows
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| (Yes!)
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| Y' dodge that devil in his fine fancy clothes
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| (Yes!)
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| Come git aboard
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| (We still got space)
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| Hear the word of the Lord
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| (We saved your place)
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| Save your soul while y’can
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| (Yes!)
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| Sinner man
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| (Yes!)
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| Git on as fast as you can
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| You’ve heard the sermon sublime
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| Down South Camp Meetin' time! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down South Camp Meetin', artist - Benny Goodman. Album song Benny Goodman & His Orchestra, in the genre