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Prodigal Son - Roy Acuff

"A Prodigal son once strayed from his father To travel a land of hunger and pain And now I can see the end of my journey I'm going to heaven a- gain. I leave you the day, to help all your"

Traveling Son - Ego Likeness

"Where did you go my traveling son? Where do you lay your bones when the day is done? Its been so long since I held you in my arms. I'm searching the midnight sky to find your falling star. AND OVER THE"

Father & Son - Much The Same

"Hello, it's me, your only son Writing to you now because I haven't seen you in so long Even though we live in the same home You're the father that I've never known I get up each day, you're already gone Drive"

Only Son - LIZ PHAIR

"All these babies are born To the wrong kind of people And I wish I had known I was not good enough I'm the worst kind of son Bringing shame to my family And I know I have worn My mother's heart out, believe"

Prodigal Son - Ashton Allen

"I wanted to run I wanted to hide away From all that I'd done And all that I just never had the courage to say Those innocent eyes They work on my friends, they never fooled you So here's my disguise I'm"

Father's Son - 3 Doors Down

"In the glare of a neon sign She laid her body down The damned walked in beside her And laid his money down He said don't try to scream now But I want this one to hurt And tonight my pretty one I'm gonna"

Father's son - Three Doors Down

"In the glare of a neon sign She laid her body down The damned walked in beside her And laid his money down He said don't try to scream now But I want this one to hurt And tonight my pretty one I'm"

Prodigal Son - Kid Rock

"'cause growin up I was never The logical one packed my shit and left home Like the prodigal son With a bottle of jack And my shotgun strapped I went looking for fame And yo I've never been back Filled"

Bastard Son - Left Alone

"Well I know it's no secret I'm a drunk just like you As I sit here counting the change in my pocket To get a drunk and try to forget you So many days I questioned and I wondered Wondering what did I"

Ridgewood, Son - Get Bent

"One bedroom apartment. Haven't left it in three days. I hate to be the one to say this, but I think it's time some changes were made. A sink full of empty coffee mugs. My records in my closet, that table's"

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