Richard Schletty

Tale of Two Prodigal Sons
Composed by Jack Miller ©2007
Sung by Richard Schletty

Am G
The younger of the sons, he was leavin’
Am G
Told his wealthy dad “Give me all that’s mine”
Am G
So he gathered all his riches and he journeyed
F Am
To a land to see what he would find
F C
To a land to see what he would find

In that land he wasted all his bounty
Living only for the pleasures of each day
With his money spent and now a pauper,
sold his soul for some crumbs and a bed of hay
sold his soul for some crumbs and a bed of hay

[chorus 1]
Gadd8 F C
And a cry went out for mercy
G F C
And the cry went out for love
G F C
And a wounded heart was emptied
Am G C
And the Father reaches out from above

He then rose, traveled back to his homeland
Seeing Dad, repented, with a cry
Father, I have sinned against you and heaven
and am not worthy to be called your son
and am not worthy to be called your son

His father called his servants and commanded
Bring the finest robe, let the feast abound
This, my son, was dead but now is living
He was lost but now is found
He was lost but now is found

[chorus 1]

The other son, he would not greet him
Complained to Dad “I’ve stayed and labored here”
All these years, I’ve dared not to wander
You owe me, Dad, this just isn’t fair
You owe me, Dad, this just isn’t fair

My son, yield not to pride and anger
All I have has always been yours
Your brother once was dead but now is living
He was lost but now is found
He was lost but now is found

Some days, I am that wanton younger man
Other times the frightful son, that’s me
Either way of myself, I am not worthy
Save by the love that reaches down to me
Save by the love that reaches down to me

[chorus 2]
And a cry goes out for mercy
And a cry goes out for love
And a wounded heart is emptied
And the Father reaches out from above