lies I've told and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness and I pray for open arms, and i coming home yea I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son
Saturday night my first high school dance Showin' up late in my sundays best Seen you before ahh but not in that dress The dj's last song and I lost the
I had a buddy come down 'round last July Caught me when he crossed the Mason Dixon line Said he was headed down south and lookin' for a real good time
learn to listen, a man stands tall in front of his knees. Now i'll never forget how much that hurt, that she said son, one day i'll be gone, you won
This city's looking like a ghost town All the stores downtown they've been closing down Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles Are lighting up the
Worked all week Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved I got the cover off a '68 Fire it up, and let them horses sing A little pretty thing A little
the dashboard And I aint like I use to be tough as hell and hard to please But you came along and this old boy hit his knees And the day was to much
She's stopping by real late tonight, just to talk. She said I got some things that been weighing on my mind, And I know I can come. And we just sit and
I found a box of memories, read a letter, dropped a tear where you signed your name, and turning the page, smearing the ink into "Love Always." Girl
She comes home late at night kicks her high-heels off inside and lays down on the bed she said its been a long day at work couldnt wait till i got home
I'm tired of this 9 to 5 8 hours feeling like over time And my mind's reminding me, I got a show tonight Getting home, it's already 8:30 My strings are
It's all around town Here's ten cents for mistakes he's made It's all word of mouth Oh but they say that's the price you pay When you're in with the wrong
Grand daddy used to take me Down town to the kinneys That's where all the old men go to reminisce Ramble on about history dust off some old stories Look
I've told and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness and I pray for open arms, and be with me lord 'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son
Traduction: Gilbert Brantley. Fils prodigue Modern Day.
lies I've told and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness and I pray for open arms, and be with me lord 'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son