Prodigal Son
The Rolling Stones
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EWell a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road
Started down the road
ToAok all he had and sA7tarted down theE road
GoAing out in this woA7rld, where God onlEy knows
And thAat'll be the wBay to gB7et alEong
EWell poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the land
Famine come in the land
SpAent all he had and fA7amine come in the Eland
SaAid, "I believe I'llA7 go and hire me to sEome man"
And thAat'll be the wBay I'llB7 get aElong
Well, man said, "I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I'All give you a job fA7or to feed my sEwine"
BoAy stood there and hA7ung his head and Ecried
CauseA that is no Bway to gB7et alEong
ESaid, "I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll go back home
BeAlieve I'll ride,A7 believe I'll go baEck home
OrA down the road as A7far as I can Ego"
And thAat'll be the Bway to B7get aElong
EWell, father said, "See my son coming after me
Coming home to me"
FaAther ran and fell dA7own on his knEees
SaAid, "Sing and praise, LoA7rd have mercy oEn me"
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