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Riding my life
Like a run-a-way train
Moving from
One track to that
Howling, crying,
Screaming at the moon
Only my voice came back
Only the echo came back.....

When I was a boy
Daddy told me
Grow Tall
Yes and Billy don't crawl
Taught me how to ride
Set me out on my own
And I never came back
:::::::
Come home
Here he is,,,
The Impatient one
Come home
To claim a glory
Prodigal Son,
com`home
Prodigal Bum,
com`home
Prodigal Son........