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"The Tabernacle" - Southern Gospel song

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The Tabernacle By Karla Worley & Brent Lamb Chorus G Down by the tabernacle, oh, Where the June bugs danced and the lemonade flowed D And we prayed and we sang ‘til the sun sank low C G Laughing with our sisters and brothers. Down by the tabernacle, hey, Where you knew you were loved and you wanted to stay, D Though the summer heat was like judgment day, C G We always enjoyed each other. Verse 1 D Well, we went to the river and some were baptized, G Clapped our hands and testified D We passed around the chicken and the buttermilk pie C G Nothing ever tasted better. D Then the kids played ball and the babies just played G While the old men napped out under the shade D And the women picked flowers and sipped lemonade C G And sat around talkin’ together. Chorus Verse 2 D Well I look back now and I wish that I could G Go back to the time, when life was good, D When everybody lived the way that they should C G At least that’s the way I recall. D We loved our God with all of our might G And everyone knew the wrong from the right, D And we worked all day and slept all night C G And we were proud and stood tall. Chorus (2x) Ending G Down by the tabernacle. Well we prayed and we sang ‘til the sun sank low Down by the tabernacle. Singing with our sisters and brothers Down by the tabernacle
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