C F I set out one night in the fast lane bound for freedomAm in a truck that daddy bought meG and money mom had saved for schoolC F I laid down all my books and picked up the drinkingAm hell I let 'em downG when i gave up like a foolF C and one reckless night just lookin' for my whiskeyF G I found a bible mama gave me and read a whileF Am I read a story 'bout a man who lived just like meC G then finally ate his pride and came runnin' homeAm F lord I'm a renegade, a ramblerC G I've squandered all I've ownedAm F a bonified runaway, I'm a gamblerC G can't count the lies I've toldAm and I need redemption, how 'bout forgivenessC G F and I pray for open armsG Am 'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal sonC F I had all of my things packed by early mornin'Am G I left that bottle I'd lost right there on the bathroom floorC F I stopped at a payphone and called back home to mamaAm G yeh she might not even talk after all I've doneF C the phone rang twice before I got an answerF G and mama nearly dropped the phone when she heard me sayF Am I said mama it's your son and will yall have meC G she said son you know I've longed for this dayAm F lord I'm a renegade, a ramblerC G I've squandered all I've ownedAm F a bonified runaway, I'm a gamblerC G can't count the lies I've toldAm and I need redemption, how 'bout forgivenessC G F and I pray for open arms, and be with me lordG Am 'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal sonAm F lord I'm a renegade, a ramblerC G I've squandered all I've ownedAm F a bonified runaway, I'm a gamblerC G can't count the lies I've toldAm and I need redemption, how 'bout forgivenessC G F and I pray for open arms, and be with me lordG Am 'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son
Modern Day Prodigal Son
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