A Modern Day Prodigal Son - Brantley Gilbert

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 '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

and 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 be with me lord

'cause 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

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 Again 2x-