[Spoken Intro]
All right, this here is the story of my life, and maybe many of yours, too. It's "The Prodigal Son," as told by the Reverend Wilkins.

[Verse 1]
Well, a poor boy took his father's bread
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

[Verse 2]
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 find me some decent man
And that'll be the way I'll get along"

[Verse 3]
Well, the 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"
Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried
Because that's no way to get along
[Instrumental Interlude]

[Verse 4]
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
Going down this road as far as I can go
And that'll be the way to get along"

[Verse 5]
Well, father said, "See my son
Coming after me
Coming home to me"
See my son coming home to me
He cried and prayed, "Lord have mercy on me"
Mercy

[Verse 6]
Well, the poor boy stood there
Hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Boy stood and hung his head and cried
Said, "Father won't you look on me as a child?"
Yeah
[Verse 7]
Well, the father said, "Eldest son, kill the fatted calf
Call the family 'round
Kill that calf and call the family 'round
Son was lost, but now he is found
That's the way for us to get along"
Hey!