| This is a story that Jesus told way back in Luke
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| Two young brothers with much inheritance due
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| But in their father’s house they had to follow rules
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| And so one asked him if he’d divide it all up in two
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| He headed out to do the world and travel
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| That’s where his plans they soon all came unraveled
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| He didn’t know shallow friends would gobble his cash flow
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| Wild pursuits took the money he’d brung
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| Hoot hoot hoo!
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| But no one would take the prodigal son
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| No one would take the prodigal son
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| Hoot hoot hoo!
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| No one would take the prodigal son
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| No one would take the prodigal son
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| Hoot hoot hoo!
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| Well, he maxed out all his credit, and he’s cashless
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| And now he don’t sip on daiquiris ‘cause the fact is
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| He ain’t gonna get no food today for breakfast
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| He makes his livin' now feeding pigs in trash pits
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| While it’s true, whoa-oh-oh-oh whoa, we disobey
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| Still we know, God offers His family extra-grace
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| He lost his money, hey, but yo, he caught a break
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| He went to Dad’s house and Dad came running to save
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| Singin'
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| Come home with me, prodigal son
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| Come home with me, prodigal son
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| Hoot hoot hoo!
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| Come home with me, prodigal son
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| Halleljuah!
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| Come home with me, prodigal son
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| Hoo hoo hoo!
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| Yeah heh-eh-eh-eh
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| Go home with the prodigal son
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| Yeah! |
| Yeah! |
| Yeah! |
| Hoo hoo hoo!
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| Go home with the prodigal son
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| Hallelujah!
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| Go home with the prodigal son
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| Yeah! |
| Yeah! |
| Yeah! |
| Hoo hoo hoo!
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| Go home with the prodigal son |