Prodigal Groove

(ohhh, yeah)

Jesus told them

yet another story

Of a family

beneath the glory

Once a man had two sons living true

In a house where the blessings grew

Give me my share of the property

Let me go find my own liberty

So the father divided his holy land

And placed the portion in

his hands (placed it in his hands)

The younger son looked to the open road

Left the fields where his harvest sowed

While the father watched with a heavy heart

Seeing his own flesh and blood depart

Give me my share of the property

Let me go find my own liberty

So the father divided his holy land

And placed the portion in

his hands (placed it in his

hands)

He divided his home (divided it all) Between the two