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