Andrew Peterson - Fool With A Fancy Guitar lyrics

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It's so easy to cash in
These chips on my shoulders
So easy to loose this old tongue like a tiger
It's easy to let all this bitterness smolder
Just to hide it away like a cigarette lighter

It's easy to curse and to hurt and to hinder
It's easy to not have the heart to remember
That I am a priest and a
Prince in the Kingdom of God

I've got voices that scream in
My head like a siren
Fears that I feel in the night when I sleep
Stupid choices I made when I
Played in the mire like a kid in the mud
On some dirty blind street

I've got sorrow to spare
I've got loneliness too
I've got blood on these hands that
Hold on to the truth
That I am a priest and a
Prince in the Kingdom of God

Well I swore on the Bible to not tell a lie
But, I've lied and lied
And I crossed my heart and I hoped to die
And I've died and died

But, if it's true that You gathered
My sin in Your hand
And You cast it as far as
The east from the west
If it's true that You put on
The flesh of a man
And You walked in my shoes
Through the shadow of death

If it's true that You dwell in
The halls of my heart
Then I'm not just a fool with a fancy guitar
No, I am a priest and a prince in the Kingdom
I am a priest and a prince
In the Kingdom of God