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Brantley Gilbert
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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 I laid down all my books and picked up the drinking Hell, I let them 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 'bout a man who lived just like me Then finally ate his pride and came running home
And Lord, I'm a renegade, a rambler I've squandered all I've owned A bonafide 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 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
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 y'all have me?' She said, 'Son, you know I've longed for this day'
And Lord, I'm a renegade, a rambler I've squandered all I've owned A bonafide runaway, I'm a gambler Can't count the lies I've told
And I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness I pray for open arms, can you be with me, Lord? Oh '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 bonafide 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 Like a modern day prodigal son
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