Recorded by Hank Williams, Sr.
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Words and music by Jenkins
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[G] A Prodigal son once [C] strayed from his [G] father
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To travel a land of [A] hunger and [D] pain
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And [G] now I can see the [C] end of my [G] journey
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I'm going to [D] heaven a-[G] gain.
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I leave you the day, to help all your neighbors
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I leave you the night, to solemnly pray
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So try to repent and ask for forgiveness
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We'll meet up in heaven, someday.
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Goodbye to this world, with all its sorrows
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Goodbye to the fields, that I used to roam
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I'm going away where, life is eternal
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My Shepherd is callin me home.
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From out of the sky, He's coming to meet me
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To wash all my sins and call me His own
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His servants will bring, a ring for my finger
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And never no more will I roam.
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THE PRODIGAL SON
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Hank Williams |