Testi:
Brantley Gilbert Modern Day Prodigal Son

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 a buddy come down bout last July, he called me when he crossed the Mayson Dixie line he said he was headed down south and lookin for a real good

It?s all around town Here?s ten cents for mistakes he?s made It?s all word of mouth Oh but they say that?s the price you pay When you?re in with the

Saturday night my first high school dance Showin up late in my sundays best seen you before ahh but not in that dress the dj's last song and i lost the

Grand daddy used to take me Down town to the kinneys That's where all the old men go to reminisce Ramble on about history dust off some old stories Look

Verse 1: She comes home late at night Kicks her high heels off and sighs And lays down on the bed She said its been a long day at work I couldn't wait

Saturday night my first high school dance Showin' up late in my sundays best Seen you before ahh but not in that dress The dj's last song and I lost the

learn to listen, a man stands tall in front of his knees. Now i'll never forget how much that hurt, that she said son, one day i'll be gone, you won

Worked all week Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved I got the cover off a '68 Fire it up, and let them horses sing A little pretty thing A little