A PRINCESS AFTER ALL
Words and Music by Broose Johnson ©2006
I have a crown, it’s true, but it’s only yellow cardboard
I have a gown, it’s blue, it’s a hand me down and just a little short
I’ve longed to be a princess since before the age of three
To dance within the ballroom of a castle is my dream
But when I see a mirror, all I see is me
An imitation princess who’s missing something key....
A real... princess needs a kingdom, I guess my yard will do
And spark-a-ling tiaras, and lots and lots of shoes
I’ll need a horse and carriage, or at least that’s what I’ve heard
I bet I should be learning to communicate with birds
How ‘bout a thousand servants and a unicorn or three?
I’d make my brothers butlers, but I bet they won’t agree
If I had a kingdom from the mountains to the shore
There’s still a tiny detail I simply can’t ignore
A princess is required; it’s the all-important thing
Without it she is just a fraud... her dad must be a king
But mine just mows the lawn
So, it’s just pretend, nothing but make believe
A childlike fancy that time will fade
I know deep in my heart, I’m not really royalty
I can only play the part, ‘cause my daddy’s not a king
I dream of a life, where I dance through the night
'Till the stars fade away with the dawn, but...
I’m not a princess after all
So here I sit in Sunday School, my head upon the desk
My daddy’s just a daddy - so, I am no princess
My teacher’s saying something that I know I’ve heard before
Something ‘bout believers being Children of the Lord
And then, right there, it hit me, like bold out of the blue
I love my daddy dearly, but God’s my Father too!
And just the other Christmas I remember we would sing
Glory, Hallelujah, God our Father, King of Kings
My Father, King of Kings! Do you see what this means?
It’s not pretend; it’s not a fairy tale
Or child-like fancy that time will pale
I know it may be hard to believe I’m Royalty
But with Jesus in my heart, I’m the Daughter of the King!
Who says that I might, in a gown all of white
Pirouette in His glorious hall, ‘cause
I am a Princess After All!
You can keep your crystal slippers
Wishing wells and fuzzy prince with fleas, you see
Enchanted kingdoms can’t compare
For this Princess of Heaven to
What’s in store for this Princess of Heaven
Princess of Heaven!
InstrumentalChorus 3 - Finale It’s not pretend; it’s not a fairy tale Or child-like fancy that time will pale I know it may be hard to believe I’m Royalty But with Jesus in my heart, I’m the Daughter of the King! Who says that I might, in a gown all of white Pirouette in His glorious hall, ‘cause I am a Princess A Heavenly Princess I am... * * * INSERT NAME HERE * * * ....After All!