There was a young man who
had the best of everything
He was the second born
of a wealthy man
But he was not satisfied
with the best of everything
So he took his possessions
in his hands
He traveled far and wide
And he tasted worldly pleasure
But deep inside
He was lonely without measure
He wound up in a pig pen
nearly dead
Then he raised his eyes
toward Heaven and he said
I will arise and go back
to my father's house
I will beg him to forgive me
for the fool I've been
I will arise and go back
to my father's house
I would gladly be a servant
if he'd take me back again
I was a young man who had
the best of everything
I was the first born
of a hardworking man
But I was not satisfied
with the best of everything
So I took my possessions
in my hand
I traveled far and wide
And I tasted worldly pleasure
But deep inside
I was lonely without measure
In my father's arms
I wound up nearly dead
Then I raised my eyes
toward Heaven and I said
I will arise and go back
to my father's house
I will beg him to forgive me
for the fool I've been
I will arise and go back
to my father's house
I would gladly be a servant
if he's take me back again
So I did arise and go back
to my father's house
I said Father
I can't make it on my own
I did arise and go back
to my father's house
Then he wrapped his arms
around me and said
Child you're welcome home
Then he wrapped his arms
around me and said
Child you're welcome home
Welcome home