Zen Gospel Singing Chords by Bryan Bowers
Tempo:
139.8 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
C#
F
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
[D#m] [F#] [B]
[F#] [B] [F#]
[B]
[F#] I once [C#] was a Baptist, [F#] and on each Sunday morn, I'd be in church [F] prayin', as sure as your [B] board.
We'd sing there like angels, [F] in that good harmony, but sin and [F#] salvation aren't no longer for me.
[B] And now I'm a Buddhist, I [G#] chant my mantra each day, but I miss that hymn singing, in that good gospel way.
So we'll sing to old Buddha, and [D] the wonders of Zen.
We'll meet [F#] in Nirvana, yes we'll be there then.
[G#] [D#m]
[C#]
[F#] [B]
[F#] My old friends [C#] don't like me,
[F#] since I shave my head.
And they all talk about [F]
me, as if I were dead.
[B]
[F#] My good old Zen buddies, [G#m] they think I'm okay.
But I [F#] can't get them singing, more than one note a day.
And as we sit there cross -legged,
[N] eating brown rice and tea, we chant our mantras in four-square harmony.
We don't sing of salvation,
[F] or a heavenly [N]
home.
It's Zen gospel singing, just home, home sweet
[F#] home.
[D#m] [F#] [B]
[F#] [B] [F#]
[B]
[F#] I once [C#] was a Baptist, [F#] and on each Sunday morn, I'd be in church [F] prayin', as sure as your [B] board.
We'd sing there like angels, [F] in that good harmony, but sin and [F#] salvation aren't no longer for me.
[B] And now I'm a Buddhist, I [G#] chant my mantra each day, but I miss that hymn singing, in that good gospel way.
So we'll sing to old Buddha, and [D] the wonders of Zen.
We'll meet [F#] in Nirvana, yes we'll be there then.
[G#] [D#m]
[C#]
[F#] [B]
[F#] My old friends [C#] don't like me,
[F#] since I shave my head.
And they all talk about [F]
me, as if I were dead.
[B]
[F#] My good old Zen buddies, [G#m] they think I'm okay.
But I [F#] can't get them singing, more than one note a day.
And as we sit there cross -legged,
[N] eating brown rice and tea, we chant our mantras in four-square harmony.
We don't sing of salvation,
[F] or a heavenly [N]
home.
It's Zen gospel singing, just home, home sweet
[F#] home.
Key:
F#
B
C#
F
D#m
F#
B
C#
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
[D#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ I once [C#] was a _ _ _ Baptist, [F#] _ _ and on each Sunday _ _ morn, _ _ _ _ I'd be in church _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] prayin', as sure as your _ [B] _ _ board.
_ _ We'd sing there like _ _ angels, _ _ _ [F] in that good harmony, _ _ _ _ _ _ but sin and _ [F#] _ salvation _ _ _ aren't no longer for _ me. _ _ _
_ [B] And now I'm a _ _ Buddhist, _ _ I [G#] chant my mantra each _ _ _ day, _ but I miss that hymn _ _ singing, _ _ _ in that good gospel way. _ _ _ _ _
So we'll sing to old Buddha, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ and [D] the wonders of Zen. _ _
_ _ We'll meet [F#] in _ _ _ Nirvana, _ _ _ yes we'll be there then. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ [D#m] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ My old friends [C#] don't like _ me, _
_ [F#] _ since I shave my _ head. _ _
_ And they all talk _ about _ _ [F]
me, _ as if I were dead.
_ [B] _ _
_ [F#] My good old Zen buddies, _ _ _ _ [G#m] they think I'm okay. _ _ _ _
_ But I [F#] can't get them _ _ singing, _ _ _ more than one note a day. _ _ _ _
And as we sit there cross _ -legged, _ _ _
_ [N] eating brown rice and _ _ tea, _ _ _ we chant our _ _ _ mantras _ _ in four-square harmony. _
_ _ _ _ _
We don't sing of salvation, _
_ _ [F] or _ _ _ _ a heavenly _ _ [N] _ _ _
home.
It's Zen gospel _ _ singing, _ _ _ _ just home, home sweet _ _ _
_ [F#] _ home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _
[D#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [B] _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ I once [C#] was a _ _ _ Baptist, [F#] _ _ and on each Sunday _ _ morn, _ _ _ _ I'd be in church _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] prayin', as sure as your _ [B] _ _ board.
_ _ We'd sing there like _ _ angels, _ _ _ [F] in that good harmony, _ _ _ _ _ _ but sin and _ [F#] _ salvation _ _ _ aren't no longer for _ me. _ _ _
_ [B] And now I'm a _ _ Buddhist, _ _ I [G#] chant my mantra each _ _ _ day, _ but I miss that hymn _ _ singing, _ _ _ in that good gospel way. _ _ _ _ _
So we'll sing to old Buddha, _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ and [D] the wonders of Zen. _ _
_ _ We'll meet [F#] in _ _ _ Nirvana, _ _ _ yes we'll be there then. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ [D#m] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ My old friends [C#] don't like _ me, _
_ [F#] _ since I shave my _ head. _ _
_ And they all talk _ about _ _ [F]
me, _ as if I were dead.
_ [B] _ _
_ [F#] My good old Zen buddies, _ _ _ _ [G#m] they think I'm okay. _ _ _ _
_ But I [F#] can't get them _ _ singing, _ _ _ more than one note a day. _ _ _ _
And as we sit there cross _ -legged, _ _ _
_ [N] eating brown rice and _ _ tea, _ _ _ we chant our _ _ _ mantras _ _ in four-square harmony. _
_ _ _ _ _
We don't sing of salvation, _
_ _ [F] or _ _ _ _ a heavenly _ _ [N] _ _ _
home.
It's Zen gospel _ _ singing, _ _ _ _ just home, home sweet _ _ _
_ [F#] _ home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _