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Woy! Desperation has return. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. Woy desperation has return over yonder. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so! Wild one, you are like the Prodigal Son yeah. And if
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Song Weary Prodigal Son - Sara, Maybelle Carter. God is calling the prodigal, come without delay. Hear, o hear him calling, calling now for thee. Patient, loving, and tender life still the father
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Song Prodigal Son - Johnny Winter. Shine on, prodigal son. Gotta have your morning glory. Keep on having your fun. It'll be the same old story soon. Soon it will be afternoon. Fun's getting
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Woy! Desperation has return. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. Woy desperation has return over yonder. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. . Wild one, you are like the Prodigal Son yeah. And if
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Woy! Desperation has return. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. Woy desperation has return over yonder. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. . Wild one, you are like the Prodigal Son yeah. And if
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Woy! Desperation has return. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. Woy desperation has return over yonder. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. . Wild one, you are like the Prodigal Son yeah. And if
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Woy! Desperation has return. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. Woy desperation has return over yonder. Sodom and Gomorrah no deh yah so!. . Wild one, you are like the Prodigal Son yeah. And if
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take anything, won't you?. . Run away, run away like a prodigal. Don't you wait for me, don't you wait for me. So ashamed, so ashamed but I need you so
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Song A Modern Day Prodigal Son - Brantley Gilbert. 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
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. And I take everything from you. But you'll take anything. Won't you?. Run away, run away. Like a prodigal. Don't you wait for me. Don't you wait for me. So ashamed, so ashamed. But I need you so. And
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Living on my own, thinking for myself. Castles in the sand, temporary wealth. Walls are falling down, storms are closing in. Tears have filled my eyes, here I am again And I've held out as long as
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Everyday I wake up I see footprints on the ceiling, didn't realise they came from me. All we ever wanted here was something to believe in. Heaven's closed down, Mecca's obsolete. Well it's a hallel
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Recorded by hank williams, sr. Words and music by jenkins. . g a prodigal son once c strayed from his g father. To travel a land of a hunger and d pain. And g now I can see the c end of my g
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