Prodigal son    (video)

 

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1. Well, a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road,

 

    started down the road,

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    took all he had and started down the road.

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    Going out in this world, where God only knows,

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    and that'll be the way to get along.

 

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2. Well, a poor boy spent all he had and famine come in the land,

 

    famine come in the land,

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    spent all he had, and famine come in the land.

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    Said, “I believe I'll go and hire me to some man.”

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    And that'll be the way I'll get along.

 

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3. Well, the man said, ”I'll give you a job for to feed my swine,

 

    for to feed my fine,

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    I'll give you a job for to feed my swine.”

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    Boy stood there and hung his head and cried,

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    ’cause that is no way to get along.

 

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4. Said, ”I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home,

 

    believe I'll go back home,

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    believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home,

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    or down the road as far as I can go.”

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    And that'll be the way to get along.

 

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5. Well, father said, ”See my son coming home to me,

 

    coming home to me!”

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    Father ran and fell down on his knees.

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    Said, “Sing and praise, Lord, have mercy on me !”    +  A - D - B7 - E

 

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6. Oh, poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried,

 

    hung his head and cried,

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    poor boy stood and hung his head and cried.

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    Said, “Father will you look on me as a child ?” Yeah !  +  A - D - B7 - E

 

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7. Well, father said, ”Eldest son, kill the fatted calf,

 

    call the family round,

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    kill that calf and call the family round.

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    My son was lost, but now he is found,

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    ’cause that's the way for us to get along !” Hey !

 

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    (The Rolling Stones)