Prodigal Son

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

Goin' out in this world, where God only knows

And that'll be the way to get along

Well, a 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

"I believe I'll go and hire me to some man

And that'll be the way I'll get along"

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"

The boy stood there and hung his head and cried

'Cause that is no way to get along

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

Or down the road as far as I can go

And that'll be the way to get along"

Well, father said, "See my son

Coming after me

Coming home to me"

Father ran and fell down on his knees

Said, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me

Mercy"

Oh, poor boy stood there

Hung his head and cried

Hung his head and cried

Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried

Said, "Father, will you look on me as a child?"

Yeah

Well, Father said, "Eldest son

Kill the fatted calf

Call the family 'round

Kill that calf and call the family around

My son was lost but now, he is found

'Cause that's the way for us to get along", hey