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In the bible, Luke 15, there a story may be seen
of a big-head who decided to leave home.
He concluded it was best, rather than find soul rest,
to press out into the world and ever roam.
So he packed his little grip and he started on his trip
and his substance with the harlot soon was spent,
Was compelled to spend his time, in the pig-pen feeding swine
and his clothes were covered ore with pig-pen scent.
But one day while mixing swill, many thoughts his mind did fill
and his memory took him back to days of old,
where he had three squares a day
and there were no bills to pay
for his father owned the silver and the gold.
Then he cried, "Oh what a fool, to remain old satan's tool,
when my father has a plenty and to spare.
I'll just go back home today, hunt up father dear and say
"Won't you let me with the servants have a share?"
(Chorus)
Oh glory hallelujah, he is coming home,
coming back to father, never more to roam.
So kill the fatted calf, for he's coming up the path,
Hallelujah! He is coming home!
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As his heart began to yearn, home his footsteps he did turn.
Soon the glittering towers and turrets were in sight.
When the father saw the son, out to meet him he did run,
threw his arms around his boy and held him tight
He cried, "Father I'm not fit, in your dining hall to sit,
if I can but serve you I'll be satisfied."
But they brought the best robe out,
put it on him with a shout as he leaned on father's breast
and sobbed and cried.
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But his brother Pharisee, who near by did chance to be,
heard the music and dancing in the house.
When he smelled the fatted calf,
he came sneaking up the path,
through the window cast his stealthy eyes about.
When he saw the table spread
and his brother, long thought dead,
old carnality began to sulk and pout.
But his father spoke and said, "He's alive who once was dead!"
That's the reason why we sing and dance and shout.
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