Brantley Gilbert

A Modern Day Prodigal Son

Brantley Gilbert

LETRA

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

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