The Prodigal Son

Now, the prodigal son
was a forward child,
his mind was not to obey
But after he left his father's house
he thought he had gone astray
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home...
And be a servant of the Lord
Now his father saw him coming
And he met him with a smile
He threw his arms around him
Saying. "This is my darling child"
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
And be a servant of the Lord
Now the father asked the prodigal
"Son, why you been gone so long?
wo！
Did you get sold on the world
And forget your happy home?"
The prodigal said,
"I searched for true religion
But no faith and no peace could I find
Until I came to a little place called Bakersfield
That eased my troublin' mind"
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
And be a servant of the Lord
I wandered into a tavern
Where a music band was playin'
The steel guitar rang out so sweet
I feel like I was prayin'
and I asked a comely waitress"
Is this a new teaching?"
yeah！
She said,
"There is no God but God
And Ralph Mooney is his name"
I said,
"Let me empty your ashtray, Mr. Mooney
And if the drunks interfere I'll be sad
But just as long as you sit there on the bandstand
And play your guitar like Buddha,
I'll be glad"
The father asked the prodiga
l"Did you smell the sweet perfume and hear the angel band?"
He said,
"Daddy, dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud musicIs the only kind of truth I'll ever understand"
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
I believe that, I believe that I will
go back home
And be a servant of the Lord