Where did he go, that prodigal son?
Took his share, left everyone,
Spent his gold, had his fun,
Now he's back, the lost one.

Left his father's house, went far away,
Took his fortune, gone astray,
Living wild, day by day,
In a distant land, he'd stay.

Spent it all, had nothing left,
Felt alone, so bereft,
Feeding swine, so distressed,
In his heart, he confessed.

Coming back, to his father's land,
Hoping for a helping hand,
Saw his father, there he stands,
With open arms, he understands.

The prodigal son has returned,
Lessons of love he has learned,
Father's grace, so unearned,
In his heart, joy is churned.

Left his father's house, went far away,
Took his fortune, gone astray,
Living wild, day by day,
In a distant land, he'd stay.

Spent it all, had nothing left,
Felt alone,

Feeding swine, so distressed,
In his heart, he confessed.
With his family, life's begun,
In his father's house, the lost is won.