I want my share of the estate, I'm leaving home, expatriate

Father understand, just how I feel

I have to go, a life to gain

So I set off to a distant country, and I squandered all my wealth

I delighted myself in wild living and spent my every cent

The country broke into a famine

I was falling short in need

I couldn't live in this condition

I was feeling no more greed

And I was becoming more lonely

And all my life began to fade

This life just isn't what I dreamed

And I have put myself through shame

I've worked my fingers right to their bones

I'm feeling ill, I miss my home

Why did I leave? Why did I go?

Now I have nothing, I have no home

I brought myself to an understanding, what I was going to do

I'd head back to where I once called home

And asked if I could work for food

"Father I have sinned against you

And against our family's name

I'm not worthy to be your son no more

Won't you take me as your slave?"

"My son I'm so glad to see you"

As a tear ran down his face

"You were dead, but now you're alive

You will find home here at this place"