The Prodigal Son (Live)

Lyrics
[Spoken Intro] All right, this here is the story of my life, and maybe many of yours, too. It's "The Prodigal Son," as told by the Reverend Wilkins. [Verse 1] Well, a poor boy took his father's bread Started down the road Started down the road Took all he had and started down the road Going out in this world, where God only knows And that'll be the way to get along [Verse 2] Well, poor boy spent all he had Famine come in the land Famine come in the land Spent all he had, and famine come in the land Said, "I believe I'll go and find me some decent man And that'll be the way I'll get along" [Verse 3] Well, the man said, "I'll give you a job For to feed my swine For to feed my swine I'll give you a job for to feed my swine" Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried Because that's no way to get along [Instrumental Interlude] [Verse 4] Said, "I believe I'll ride Believe I'll go back home Believe I'll go back home Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home Going down this road as far as I can go And that'll be the way to get along" [Verse 5] Well, father said, "See my son Coming after me Coming home to me" See my son coming home to me He cried and prayed, "Lord have mercy on me" Mercy [Verse 6] Well, the poor boy stood there Hung his head and cried Hung his head and cried Boy stood and hung his head and cried Said, "Father won't you look on me as a child?" Yeah [Verse 7] Well, the father said, "Eldest son, kill the fatted calf Call the family 'round Kill that calf and call the family 'round Son was lost, but now he is found That's the way for us to get along" Hey!
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Credits
- Writers
- Robert Wilkins