Jason Gray - The Golden Boy & The Prodigal Lyrics




There are two sides to every person
Like the two sides of a dime
Heads or tails it depends upon
Who's watching at the time
Though I hate to say it
Mine is no exception
One part is the prodigal
The other part: deception

Like the prince and the pauper
Like Jacob and his brother
Each hide a different heart
Each a shadow of the other
Me and my doppelganger
Both share the same blood
One I have hated
The other have I loved

One of them's the Golden Boy
The man I'd like to be I show him off in the parades
For all the world to see
The other is much weaker
He stumbles all the time
The source of my embarrassment
He's the one I try to hide

The Golden boy is made of straw
His finest suit will surely burn
His vice is the virtue
That he never had to earn
The prodigal's been broken
And emptied at the wishing well
But he's stronger for the breaking
With a story to tell

I'm not easy with confessions
It's hard to tell the truth
But I have favored the golden boy
While the other I've abused
And he takes it like a man
Though he's longing like a child
To be loved and forgiven
And share the burden for awhile

So take a good look in the mirror
Tell me who you see
The one who Jesus died for
Or the one you'd rather be
Can you find it in your heart
To show mercy to the one
The Father loved so much
That he gave his only son...





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  1. Brenda Branson

    There are two sides to every person
    Like the two sides of a dime
    Heads or tails it depends upon
    Who's watching at the time
    Though I hate to say it
    Mine is no exception
    One part is the prodigal
    The other part: deception

    Like the prince and the pauper
    Like Jacob and his brother
    Each hide a different heart
    Each a shadow of the other
    Me and my doppelganger
    Both share the same blood
    One I have hated
    The other have I loved

    One of them's the Golden Boy
    The man I'd like to be I show him off in the parades
    For all the world to see
    The other is much weaker
    He stumbles all the time
    The source of my embarrassment
    He's the one I try to hide

    The Golden boy is made of straw
    His finest suit will surely burn
    His vice is the virtue
    That he never had to earn
    The prodigal's been broken
    And emptied at the wishing well
    But he's stronger for the breaking
    With a story to tell

    I'm not easy with confessions
    It's hard to tell the truth
    But I have favored the golden boy
    While the other I've abused
    And he takes it like a man
    Though he's longing like a child
    To be loved and forgiven
    And share the burden for awhile

    So take a good look in the mirror
    Tell me who you see
    The one who Jesus died for
    Or the one you'd rather be
    Can you find it in your heart
    To show mercy to the one
    The Father loved so much
    That he gave his only son...

  2. Hannah McDivitt

    I feel this. Half my brain is good one while, annoyingly, the other one is the sinful part.


    also which is the good side, the prodigal or the golden boy?

    James Stansell

    Alicia Oakwood He referred to the golden boy as "deception" and said he is made of straw. The prodigal is the "real" one who Jesus died for.