| Well I walked down to my local A of G
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| To look around and see what I could see
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| I heard somebody shout spun myself about
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| Then I saw this big, old deacon man
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| Running straight towards me
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| His face was red, he shook his head
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| He looked up at me and said
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| This thing is real
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| This thing is real
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| This automatic all-fanatic blessing I feel
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| You may not understand
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| Why we shout and raise our hands
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| It’s only because this thing is real
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| Frightened in the back row there I sat
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| I must admit I was nervous as a cat
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| I felt the Spirit’s groove
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| Then started to move
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| The Holy Ghost done showed me there
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| Where it’s really at
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| Was it a dream
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| Too real it seemed
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| But you outta hear me scream
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| This thing is real
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| This thing is real
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| This automatic all-fanatic blessing I feel
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| You may not understand
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| Why we shout and raise our hands
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| It’s only because this thing is real
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| Let me tell you what it feels like
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| It’s just like fire shut up in my bones
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| This thing is real
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| This thing is real
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| This automatic all-fanatic blessing I feel
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| You may not understand
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| Why we shout and raise our hands
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| It’s only because this thing is real
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| Everyone should know, this thing is real
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| Tell somebody, tell someone
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| It’s real I know, I know it’s real |