Artist: Brantley Gilbert Song: Modern Day Prodigal Son Album: Modern Day Prodigal Son Capo on 1st fret C F I set out one night in the fast lane bound for freedom Am in a truck that daddy bought me G and money mom had saved for school C F I laid down all my books and picked up the drinking Am hell I let 'em down G when i gave up like a fool F C and one reckless night just lookin' for my whiskey F G I found a bible mama gave me and read a while F Am I read a story 'bout a man who lived just like me C G then finally ate his pride and came runnin' home Am F lord I'm a renegade, a rambler C G I've squandered all I've owned Am F a bonified runaway, I'm a gambler C G can't count the lies I've told Am and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness C G F and I pray for open arms G Am 'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son C F I had all of my things packed by early mornin' Am G I left that bottle I'd lost right there on the bathroom floor C F I stopped at a payphone and called back home to mama Am G yeh she might not even talk after all I've done F C the phone rang twice before I got an answer F G and mama nearly dropped the phone when she heard me say F Am I said mama it's your son and will yall have me C G she said son you know I've longed for this day Am F lord I'm a renegade, a rambler C G I've squandered all I've owned Am F a bonified runaway, I'm a gambler C G can't count the lies I've told Am and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness C G F and I pray for open arms, and be with me lord G Am 'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son Am F lord I'm a renegade, a rambler C G I've squandered all I've owned Am F a bonified runaway, I'm a gambler C G can't count the lies I've told Am and I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness C G F and I pray for open arms, and be with me lord G Am 'cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son