The youngstown tabernacle stood amongst some giant oak trees Just outside of youngstown in eastern tennessee The bell would toll each sunday for the youngstown folks to come The man who made the church bell ring was tabernacle tom The youngstown people said old tom was touched in his mind He mowed the lawn and cleaned the church and never charged a dime They said he was a lonely man no friend or kin or wife And to serve gods tabernacle was his only aim in life But ol' tabernacle tom had a song to sing Ol' tabernacle tom had a bell to ring Tabernacle tom had a job to be done Thank god the world's been blessed with men like tabernacle tom One day the news like wild fire went racing through youngstown They said ol' crazy tom had burned the tabernacle down So the sheriff went and got him and took him off to jail The youngstown christian soldiers said ol' tom was bound for hell Sunday morning found the heavens filled with dark and churning clouds By church time it was raining hard and the wind was howling loud They still talk about the twister that missed youngstown, tennessee And the burned out tabernacle crushed beneath the giant oak tree The youngstown congregation went and got tom out of jail They asked him if he had a vision but he wouldn't tell Now if this legend has a lesson then i'll take the stand That each man has a purpose in the masters master plan