(Rev. Wilkins)Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the roadStarted down the roadTook all he had and started down the roadGoing out in this world, where God only knowsAnd that'll be the way to get alongWell poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the landFamine come in the landSpent all he had and famine come in the landSaid, "I believe I'll go and hire me to some man"And that'll be the way I'll get alongWell, man said, "I'll give you a job for to feed my swineFor to feed my swineI'll give you a job for to feed my swine"Boy stood there and hung his head and cried`Cause that is no way to get alongSaid, "I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back homeBelieve I'll go back homeBelieve I'll ride, believe I'll go back homeOr down the road as far as I can go"And that'll be the way to get alongWell, father said, "See my son coming home to meComing home to me"Father ran and fell down on his kneesSaid, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me"MercyOh poor boy stood there, hung his head and criedHung his head and criedPoor boy stood and hung his head and criedSaid, "Father will you look on me as a child?"YeahWell father said, "Eldest son, kill the fatted calf,Call the family roundKill that calf and call the family roundMy son was lost but now he is found'Cause that's the way for us to get along"Hey
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Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road
Started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Going out in this world, where God only knows
And that'll be the way to get along
Well poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the land
Famine come in the land
Spent all he had and famine come in the land
Said, "I believe I'll go and hire me to some man"
And that'll be the way I'll get along
Well, man said, "I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I'll give you a job for to feed my swine"
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
`Cause that is no way to get along
Said, "I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go"
And that'll be the way to get along
Well, father said, "See my son coming home to me
Coming home to me"
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said, "Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me"
Mercy
Oh poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried
Said, "Father will you look on me as a child?"
Yeah
Well father said, "Eldest son, kill the fatted calf,
Call the family round
Kill that calf and call the family round
My son was lost but now he is found
'Cause that's the way for us to get along"
Hey
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