A Modern Day Prodigal Son

By Brantley Gilbert

On A Modern Day Prodigal Son

Released on October 27, 2009

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[Verse 1]

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


[Chorus]

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


[Verse 2]

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


[Chorus]

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