Unions — Prodigal

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It’s been pouring since
First sign of rain
My best laid plans have
Long since gone astray

My brother is a rock
and my sister’s in a hard place
And I’m here lying in the bed
That I made

Ooo, ooo

I’ve been ripped down the middle
And I’m heading for a fall
The devil’s in the kitchen
And my hands been idle too long

Blood is thicker
Than the water I’m running from
I’d be the wayward love
If I wasn’t too proud for home

Ooo, ooo

I fell in love with the men
And the wine on my tongue
The angel on my right
Went quiet long ago

I’ve got hell and high water
Coming down to let me know
I’ve got a long way to go
Before I reap what I’ve sown

I’ve got a long way to go
Before I reap what I’ve sown

Ooo, ooo
Ooo, ooo
Ooo, ooo
Ooo, ooo

I’ve got a long way to go
Before I reap what I’ve sown