Lyrics

Many times I've passed the church, wished that I believed Many times I've looked around, wished that I could see The power that would safely guide and someday set me free And long to know the meaning of triumphant jubilee Well old white men write books about faith in healing love And old white men look happily onto others from above In the name of sweet religion they would lay their claims on me And ask me to be grateful for triumphant jubilee They wanna bring me shame Well, there aint no shame You better love the way you bow your head and pray 'Cause I won't feel shame Well any man can know right to do just as he please And any man can walk away from love he wants to leave There he'll be left standing with their child and a dream So I will find my own way to triumphant jubilee They wanna bring me shame Well, there ain't no shame You better love the way you bow your head and pray 'Cause I won't feel shame Well, there ain't no shame You better love the way you bow your head and pray 'Cause I won't feel shame You better love the way you bow your head and pray 'Cause I won't feel shame Many times I've passed the church, wished that I believed
Writer(s): Rachel Baiman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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