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
You may be a star in your own mind But you're greatly deluded in my mine I heard reports that you drink And you take drugs most of the time And that your
Why did I leave? Lost, fooled, confused Crawling in the mud with pigs Starved to death Discouragement strangling me I have no breath Full of sorrow
Prodigal Son The Loneliest place in the world is without you Too many of my days Lord, I've trued to seond there Searching for what I know was only found
Shine on, prodigal son. Gotta have your morning glory Keep on having your fun It'll be the same old story soon. Soon it will be afternoon Sun getting
I was done hoeing, out in the fields for the day, I was thinking of going, I had to leave right away, My life is just fading, and oh I felt so alone
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 I'm going to Heaven again I leave
Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road Started down the road Took all he had and started down the road Going out in this
Passing through this life with so much regret I feel like I haven't got over it yet It takes so long for these wounds to heal I'm knockin' down walls,
I set out one night in the fast lane bound for freedom in a truck that daddy bought me and money mom had saved for school I laid down all my books and
Well, I've been a disclaimer for twenty-four years Poor mother drowned in a pillow of tears Im well known in story, famous in song The black sheep, the
Did you think that you were better, somehow better than me? You come here with your arms thrown wide like that means anything to me You think 'cause you
Oh can't you feel the nostalgia son I wonder about ya Modernistocrat Horatio Alger Clever never hesitating in the baiting ever waiting For the canticle
(featuring The Grascals) Father meet me with your arms wide open The world's done broken your prodigal son Down the road I traveled Everything raveled