xArtist: 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
