Graeme Connors Prodigal Son Lyrics

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