A Modern Day Prodigal Son

A Modern Day Prodigal Son 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 Laid down all my books And picked up the drinking Hell I let 'em down When I gave up like a fool And one reckless night just looking for my whiskey I found a bible mama gave me and read a while I read a story about a man who lived just like me Then finally ate his pride and came running home Lord I'm a renegade, a rambler I've squandered all I've owned A bonified 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'm coming home Yeah I'm coming home Like a modern day prodigal son I had all of my things packed by early morning Left that bottle I'd lost right there on the bathroom floor Stopped at a payphone and called back home to mama Yeh she might not even talk after all I've done The phone rang twice before I got an answer And mama nearly dropped the phone when she heard me say I said mama 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 bonified 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 Cause I'm coming home But like a modern day prodigal son Lord I'm a renegade, a rambler I've squandered all I've owned A bonified 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 I'm going home But like a modern day prodigal son