The Rolling Stones – Prodigal Son (Guitar)

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Well, a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road

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Took all he had and started down the road

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Going out in this world, where God only knows

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And that'll be the way to get along

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Well, poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the land

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Spent all he had and famine come in the land

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Said, "I believe I'll go and hire me to some man"

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And that'll be the way I'll get along

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Well, man said, "I'll give you a job for to feed my swine

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I'll give you a job for to feed my swine"

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Boy stood there and hung his head and cried

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Cause that is no way to get along

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Said, "I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home

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Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home

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Or down the road as far as I can go"

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And that'll be the way to get along

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Well, father said, "See my son coming home to me

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Father ran and fell down on his knees

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Said, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me"

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Mercy...

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Oh, poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried

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Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried

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Said, "Father will you look on me as a child?"

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Yeah....

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Well, father said, "Eldest son, kill the fatted calf,

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Kill that calf and call the family round

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My son was lost but now he is found

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'Cause that's the way for us to get along"

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