Fool With a Fancy Guitar · letra

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
I swore on the Bible not to 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 is 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 of God