Prodigal Son
Jim Martin, Tony Toliver
I left in search of fame and fortune
Blinded by the city lights
Heartaches, Lord, I’ve had my portion
In a way it serves me right
Guess I had to learn my lesson
This one thing I do believe
No material possession
Is worth more than Family
Restless souls are prone to wander
Mama leave the porch light on
Cause the grass ain’t greener over yonder
Now the prodigal son is coming home
Let us sit down at the table
Hear my Daddy say the Grace
For these blessings we are so grateful
Light our path show us the way
Restless souls are prone to wander
Mama leave the porch light on
Cause the grass ain’t greener over yonder
Now the prodigal son is coming home
No the grass ain’t greener over yonder
Now the prodigal son is coming home