Prodigal Son
| Album | Route 17 |
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| Track # | 8 |
| Lyrics | Prodigal Son (J.Moossa) Well I’ve saved and squandered stole and laundered More than my fair share And I’ve lied and cheated, got a bit overheated at The way that things can sometimes be And on the day of reckoning Well I reckon what’s fair is fair I’ve prayed and preyed upon pondered right and wrong But nothing’s that cut and dry And I’ve given up all I got except what you gave me My roof is the open sky And Joseph fishes off the Gulf of Maine Except when its too windy, he don’t seem to mind the rain And on the day of reckoning Well I reckon what’s fair is fair Moses was a biblical man, he took his people to the promised land He parted the Red Sea, or should I say, God did, led them on thru He was the captain of the chosen few And he went up that mountainside Just to bring those tablets on down You know I’ve been known to throw a stone or two myself And don’t overlook the fact that we’re barely holding on Just like that we could be gone Well I’m not saying there’s any similarity between a Man like Moses and a man like me But I’ve been told I make a pretty good prodigal son So look out mama cause here I come Who’s that coming up around the bend Old brother John’s coming back again And Joseph fishes off the Gulf of Maine ’cept When its too windy he don’t seem to mind the rain On the day of reckoning well I reckon what’s fair is fair |
| prodigal son by Moossa | |