Hell, I let 'em down..


Hell, I let 'em down..

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 picked up the drinking

Hell I let 'em down

When I gave up like a fool



And one reckless night just lookin' for my whiskey

I found a bible mama gave me and read a while

I read a story 'bout a man who lived just like me

Then finally ate his pride and came runnin' home



And lord I'm a renegade, a rambler

I've squandered all I've owned

A bonified runaway, I'm a gambler

Can't count the lies I've told

And I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness

And I pray for open arms, and be with me lord

'Cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son



I had all of my things packed by early mornin'

I left that bottle I'd lost right there on the bathroom floor

I stopped at a payphone and called back home to mama

Yeh she might not even talk after all I've done



The phone rang twice before I got an answer

And mama nearly dropped the phone when she heard me say

I said mama it's your son and will yall have me

She said son you know I've longed for this day



Song - Modern Day Prodigal Son

Artist - Brantley Gilbert c:

Render/Brantley - Me



So, obviously Brantley can relate to this song. Yeah.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5R6Pf0lEDso




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