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 Stands a raged tent where there aint no trees And that gospel group telling you and me Chorus Its love brother. Hot August night And the leaves hanging down And the grass on the ground smellin sweet Move up the road to the outside of town And the sound of that good gospel beat Sits a ragged tent.


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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.

Hot august night and the leaves hanging down lyrics. Sits a ragged tent. Where there aint no trees. 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.

Hot August night And the leaves hanging down And the grass on the ground smellin sweet Move up the road to the outside of town And the sound of that good gospel beat Sits a ragged tent. 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. And the grass on the ground smellin sweet.

Move up the road to the outside of town. 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. Hot August night And the leaves hanging down And the grass on the ground smellin sweet Move up the road to the outside of town And the sound of that good gospel beat Sits a ragged tent.

And the grass on the ground smellin sweet. 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. 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. Hot August night and the leaves hanging down.

And the leaves hanging down. And the sound of that good gospel beat. 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.

Hot August night And the leaves hanging down And the grass on the ground smellin sweet Move up the road to the outside of town And the sound of that good gospel beat Sits a ragged tent. 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. Hot August night And the leaves hanging down And the grass on the ground smellin sweet Move up the road to the outside of town And the sound of that good gospel beat Sits a ragged tent.

And the leaves hanging down. Move up the road to the outside of town. Hot August night And the leaves hanging down And the grass on the ground smellin sweet Move up the road to the outside of town And the sound of that good gospel beat Sits a ragged tent.

Sits a ragged tent. 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. And the sound of that good gospel beat.

And that gospel group tellin you and me. BROTHER LOVES TRAVELLING SALVATION SHOW Neil Diamond Neil Diamond - 1969 Hot August night And the leaves hanging down And the grass on the ground smelling sweet Move.


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