Fool With A Fancy Guitar

This morning I was busy getting some work done when I heard this song by Andrew Peterson playing on my iPod. And the lyrics stopped me in my tracks – just like they always do.

Because every single time I hear these words, I think, “That’s my testimony.”

I mean, not the part about being a fool with a fancy guitar. Since I don’t really play the guitar. I’m more of a fool with an unfancy computer.

And not the part about being a prince. Since I’m a girl and all.

But everything else?


I can relate.

It’s so easy to cash in these chips on my shoulder
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 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 of God

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  1. I absolutely love this song. Every time it comes up on my iPod, I end up playing it over and over again. So good.

  2. Good stuff!

  3. I am so apprecative of you introducting me to Andrew Peterson. Love, love love this song, along with Dancing in the Mindfields. It reminds me so much of my marriage and my husband.

  4. Yep, you and me, we are princess’ in our own right. Why is that so hard to remember/accept/appreciate/be thankful for? I’m right there with ya.

  5. Someone else posted it a couple of months ago and I fell in love with it instantly. Love Andrew Peterson’s song and story writing.

  6. anotherlisa says:

    thanks for spreading the AP love! have known them since the 1st tour, when they came to our mega-church looking a little hippy-ish, and asked some 50 yr old in a suit where to go. we directed them and fell in love with the many talents!
    at christmas, worked a compassion fundraiser concert with AP and many others performing. again, just as down to earth and in the moment, as when they were young and green and basically unknown. love them!

  7. Oh my…our pastor taught on something just like this last night at church. What a word!

  8. Wait. Was it you that posted it a while back? I’m thinking it was. So I’ll give you credit for introducing me to the song until I hear otherwise.

  9. Beautiful. Just beautiful. Big lump in throat beautiful! Thanks for sharing.

  10. Oh, Boomama, I’m so sorry to hear about your loss of Sissie. I understand why you’ve closed comments on that post – you’d be overwhelmed with sympathy notes otherwise – but I am one persistent gal.

    Grief is not so much about what the person who died has lost (Sissie is in our Father’s arms, hallelujah!) but about what we who are left behind have lost – and that just plain hurts. I’ll be holding you in my prayers.

  11. Raelene says:

    Wow!! Thanks for sharing!