THE PRODIGAL SON
Hank Williams Sr.
A prodigal son once strayed from his father
To travel a land of hunger and pain
And now I can see the end of my journey
Im going to heaven again.
I leave you the day, to help all your neighbors
I leave you the night, to solemnly pray
So try to repent and ask for forgiveness
Well meet up in heaven, someday.
Goodbye to this world, with all its sorrows
Goodbye to the fields, that I used to roam
Im going away where, life is eternal
My shepherd is callin me home.
>From out of the sky, hes coming to meet me
To wash all my sins and call me his own
His servants will bring, a ring for my finger
And never no more will I roam.
(Contributed by =Ae= - June 2009)