Lyrics Prodigal Son - Live - Little River Band

This is my country
These are my friends
Here is the place
My journey ends
I stand before you
My heart in my hand
A refugee in my homeland
I did my best
I fought my war
I've seen enough
To want no more
May I lay my weary baggage down
To walk inside your door
Send out the word
That I've returned
My face is lined
With lessons learned
I thought my day was almost done
But here I am
Your prodigal son
These are my people
This is my street
And here's the bar
Where the old boys meet
You run toward me
A smile on your face
And then I feel
Your warm embrace
I've travelled far
In search of gold
Too many nights
Out in the cold
You're the only hope I held on to
When every dream was sold
Send out the word
That I've returned
My face is lined
With lessons learned
I thought my day was almost done
But here I am
Here I am
Send out the word
That I've returned
My face is lined
With lessons learned
I thought my day was almost done
But here I am
Your prodigal son
But here I am
Your prodigal son
So good to be home