Zen Gospel Singing

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I once was a Baptist 
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and on each Sunday morn
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I'd be in church praying 
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as sure as you're born.
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We'd sing there like angels 
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in that sweet harmony
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But sin and salvation 
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are no longer for me.
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Cause now I'm a Buddhist 
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I chant my mantra each day
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But I miss that hymn singing 
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in that old Gospel way.
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So we’ll sing to old Buddha 
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and the wonders of Zen.
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We'll meet in Nirvana, 
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yes we'll be there then.


Now my old friends don't like me 
since I shaved my head
and they all talk about me 
as if I were dead.
My good old Zen buddies 
they think I'm ok,
But I can't get them singing 
more than one note a day.
We sit here cross legged 
eating brown rice and cheese
and we chant out our mantra 
in four square harmony.
We don't sing of salvation 
or a heavenly home.
It's Zen gospel singing, 
just Om Om, sweet Om.