Paroles de A modern day prodigal son

Brantley Gilbert

pochette album A modern day prodigal son
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Date de parution : 18/10/2011

Durée : 0:04:2

Style : Country



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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

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