A Modern Day Prodigal Son

作词 : Gilbert, Brantley Keith

作曲 : Gilbert, Brantley Keith

I set out one night in the fast lane bound for freedom

in a truck that daddy bought me

and money mom had saved for school

I laid down all my books and picked up the drinking

well hell I let 'em down

when i gave up like a fool

and one reckless night just lookin' for my whiskey

I found a bible mama gave me and read a while

I read a story 'bout a man who lived just like me

then finally ate his pride and came runnin' home

lord I'm a renegade, a rambler

I've squandered all I've owned

a bonafied runaway, I'm a gambler

can't count the lies I've told

and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness

and I pray for open arms, and i coming home

yea I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son

I had all of my things packed by early mornin'

I left that bottle I'd lost right there on the bathroom floor

I stopped at a payphone and called back home to mama

yeah she might not even talk after all I've done

and the phone rang twice before I got an answer

mama nearly dropped the phone when she heard me say

I said mom it's your son and will yall have me

she said son you know I've longed for this day

lord I'm a renegade, a rambler

I've squandered all I've owned

a bonafied runaway, I'm a gambler

can't count the lies I've told

and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness

and I pray for open arms, can you be with me lord

oh cause I'm coming home like a modern day prodigal son

lord I'm a renegade, a rambler

I've squandered all I've owned

a bonafied runaway, I'm a gambler

can't count the lies I've told

and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness

and I pray for open arms, be with me lord

cause im goin' home like a modern day prodigal son