Prodigal

I traveled far, far from home

Simply to find that there's nothing there's for me

I took my daddy's money

And spent it on what pleased me

Everyone loved me

They kissed my dancing feet

We slept the days

And nights we roamed the streets

One night we had a feast

My friends all looked to me

When the bill came

My empty wallet sighed

Just like fools we ran

They to another man

And me to the furthest edge of town

And here my memory fails

In my shame I cried

I was bone weary and tired of my life

Decided to go home and swallow all my pride

Babe, the road back home

Seemed nearly twice as long

As when I left,

But still my feet just flew

A far off I saw my dad

My heavy heart it burned

But he ran and kissed me

Oh love I don't deserve

Dad, I'll get to work,

I'll prove that I can earn

Like any other man

But he just laughed and said

“Son, I thought you dead!

You don't know my joy to have you home!”