The Rolling Stones - Prodigal Son lyrics
[The Rolling Stones - Prodigal Son lyrics]
Well, a poor boy took his father's
Bread and started down the road
Started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Going out in this world, where God only knows
And that'll be the way to get along
Well, poor boy spent all he had
Famine come in the land
Famine come in the land
Spent all he had, and famine come in the land
Said, "I believe I'll go and
Hire me to some man
And that'll be the way I'll get along"
Well, man said
"I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I'll give you a job for to feed my swine"
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
Because that is no way to get along
Said, "I believe I'll ride
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go
And that'll be the way to get along"
Well, father said
"See my son coming after me
Coming home to me"
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me
Mercy"
Oh, poor boy stood there
Hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried
Said, "Father will you look on
Me as a child?" yeah
Well, father said, "Eldest son
Kill the fatted calf call the family 'round
Kill that calf and call the family 'round
My son was lost but now he is found
'Cause that's the way for us to get along"
Hey
Bread and started down the road
Started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Going out in this world, where God only knows
And that'll be the way to get along
Well, poor boy spent all he had
Famine come in the land
Famine come in the land
Spent all he had, and famine come in the land
Said, "I believe I'll go and
Hire me to some man
And that'll be the way I'll get along"
Well, man said
"I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I'll give you a job for to feed my swine"
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
Because that is no way to get along
Said, "I believe I'll ride
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go
And that'll be the way to get along"
Well, father said
"See my son coming after me
Coming home to me"
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me
Mercy"
Oh, poor boy stood there
Hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried
Said, "Father will you look on
Me as a child?" yeah
Well, father said, "Eldest son
Kill the fatted calf call the family 'round
Kill that calf and call the family 'round
My son was lost but now he is found
'Cause that's the way for us to get along"
Hey