Lyrics

Jesse Burkhead, Bill Coleman, Alby Odum, Dave Vogrinc 
 
I strapped a sack upon my back 
In search of where the greener grass is at 
A destination, a new location, an exploration 
On my own I could be a lone ranger 
Oblivious to the danger 
A fascination, a deviation, a dream vacation 
 
I’m comin’ back now and it’s been such a long time 
Such a long time, I ran away like a fool 
It’s good to be back now, been gone such a long time 
Such a long time, I wanna stay here with You 
 
Down and out when my journey went awry 
Doing everything I could to scrape by 
A complication, my desperation, a realization 
I know You care, You were there, I picked up the phone 
Your love was calling me home 
An invitation, my salvation, a celebration 
 
I don’t know why I went away now 
But I believe I’m here to stay now 
And I can only say that You have shown the way 
And I’ll be home one day 
So put me on the track, I’ll take the train back 
 
Wiggity, wiggity, whack 
The prodigal son went whack 
After packin’ up his bags and his pockets full of cash 
He said, “Yo, Pops, I need the inheritance just multiply by half” 
And so he gathered up his things, and then he set across the land 
Well he screwed up, and used up, and boozed up 
Made a fool of himself, and now he’s beggin’ for some help 
He’s beggin’ please, on his knees 
Scrapin’ the stalls, eatin’ the feed 
Well the 411 on the son says the son’s comin’ 
He’s comin’ back 
 
Well I can testify, with the tears in his eyes 
The father welcomed back his son with his arms open wide 
Put a ring on his finger and a robe on his back 
He strapped some sandals to his feet and killed the fatted calf 
He said, “We’re gonna celebrate with this big ‘ol feast” 
Check it, verse 23, ya know, Luke 15 
“So call that phunkee DJ with the microphone 
We’re gonna party all night ‘cause my son’s come home”