akwa 2003

Part 1: The Son who went away

I was young, posh and loaded
I'd just got half the farm
I thought I was so clever
I had the world within my palm
But boy was I mistaken
I really should have thought
I blew it all on worthless junk
That I should not have bought

I thought I'd got it right
I thought I had it all
I thought I was contented
That's when I began to fall
I was too excited
I was rich and happy too
I escaped the farm
But what I had I blew

I was lost and afraid
Totally alone
If only I could turn back time
I wish I could go home

Part 2: The Son who stayed at home

How could they betray me
My own flesh and blood
Have they even noticed
I've been really good
My brother is such a fool
He threw it all away
He's come back to my father's love
But really ought to pay

I've been so obedient
I feel like I've wasted my time
I could have been out partying
And drinking lots of wine
Instead I stayed home farming
Working all day long
Serving like a slave at home
And never doing wrong

Hey hey he's a monkey
He's been monkeying around
While I've been busy working
Helping my father out
While I've been busy working
Helping my father out

Part 3: The Father's blues

I was feelin' so blue
I was feelin' real used
Didn't know what to do
I got so confused
I just wish that he
Would come back to me

I was feelin' so bad
Disappointed and sad
But when he came back
I sure was glad
We partied all night
'Cos he came back alright

My son came back to me
My son came back to me
My son came back to me
My son came back to me