Prodigal Son (Live)

Prodigal Son (Live) - Graeme Connors

It was gonna be a long walk home with empty pockets

'Til he was saved by trucker with a generous heart

A burley blessing who was heading in his direction

He breathed a sigh of relief knowing he'd be home within the week

Woahoaho

He was touted as the one most likely to go places

Everybody knew some day he'd set the world on fire

This little country town would never hold him

The humidity and the flies clashed with the stars in his eyes

Woahoaho

The return of the prodigal son might've gone unnoticed

If it weren't for the star tattoo and those dead giveaway blue eyes

If it weren't for the gas station waitress

With a beautiful memory of the night spent by his side

And a dream this day would come

Wooah the return of the prodigal son

And considering the years he'd been gone it was amazing

She recognised him with the beard and the dirty clothes

She dropped her tray of empty coffee cups and stood there

He couldn't recall her name but she loved him just the same

Woahoaho

The return of the prodigal son might've gone unnoticed

If it weren't for the star tattoo and those dead giveaway blue eyes

If it weren't for the gas station waitress

With a beautiful memory of the night spent by his side

And a dream this day would come

Wooah the return of the prodigal son

The return of the prodigal son might've gone unnoticed

If it weren't for the star tattoo and those dead giveaway blue eyes

If it weren't for the gas station waitress

With a beautiful memory of the night spent by his side

And a dream this day would come

Wooah the return of the prodigal son

The return of the prodigal son

Oooah the return of the prodigal son

Oooah the prodigal son