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Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros - I Don't Wanna Pray (Roots & Blues Festival - Columbia, MO)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros
Performer
Josh Collazo
Josh Collazo
Drums
Orpheo McCord
Orpheo McCord
Percussion
Stewart Cole
Stewart Cole
Trumpet
Christian Letts
Christian Letts
Vocals
Nora Kirkpatrick
Nora Kirkpatrick
Accordion
Seth Ford-Young
Seth Ford-Young
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jade Castrinos
Jade Castrinos
Composer
Alexander Ebert
Alexander Ebert
Composer
Alex Ebert
Alex Ebert
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Ebert
Alex Ebert
Producer
Matt Linesch
Matt Linesch
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I love my God, God made love
I love my God, God made love
I love my God, God made hate
I love my God, God made hate
I love my God, God made good
I love my God, God made good
I love my God, God made bad
I love my God, God made me
[Verse 2]
But I don't wanna pray to my maker
I just wanna be what I see
Not just who I am, but the pink and dawning land
And that wide, wild sky over me
Help me to the sun, hey, I'm looking everywhere
See I'm looking to become not the pray-er, but the prayer
And now I don't wanna pray, no
I say, I don't wanna pray, no
And I don't wanna pray
I don't wanna pray
[Verse 3]
I love my God, God made love
I love my God, God made love
I love my God, God made good
I love my God, God made hate
I love my God, God made bad
I love my God, God made, God made
[Verse 4]
But I don't wanna pray to my maker
I just wanna be feeling free
Not like in a book, or the leaves of trees that shook
From a word that means only not a thing
Pardon, God and Mom, what I'm saying isn't fair
See I'm looking to become not the pray-er, but the prayer
And now I don't wanna pray, no
I say, I don't wanna pray, no
I don't wanna pray
I don't wanna pray
[Verse 5]
Not much good to talk, better to walk it
Not much good to take, better to give
We are born forgiven and forgotten of our sins
Yeah, I promise you, my friend, all that dies will live again
Pardon, God and Mom, what I'm saying isn't fair
See I'm looking to become not the pray-er, but the prayer
And now I don't wanna pray, no
I say, I don't wanna pray, no
I don't wanna pray
Who don't wanna pray
[Verse 6]
I love my God, God made love
I love my God, God made love
I love my God, God made hate
I love my God, God made hate
I love my God, God made good
I love my God, God made good
I love my God, God made bad
I love my God, God made me
Written by: Alex Ebert, Jade Castrinos
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