Prodigal Son

Pre Verse G D# G (run) D D Oh, can't you feel the nostalgia, I wonder about you, modern aristocrat Horatio Alger G Em Clever, never hesitating in the baiting, ever waiting for the canticle of manacles abating D Did you ever forget you had a regret? G Em And what you only guessed at might still be waiting C G D Em When the prodigal son with a caroming shadow of hate comes to land at home C G D Em Well, he's a mourning star with a champagne heart at his curtain call C D * And father never understood the way the work gets done C D G (run) Em Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son C D G Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son Pre Verse G D# G (run) D D When everybody about is ready to bout you about controversial values G Em Don't you think you'd better readdress the level of the cowardice rising to drown you? D Did you ever connect or come to reject, or even inspect G Em The dreams that hound you? C G D Em When the prodigal son with a caroming shadow of hate comes to land at home C G D Em Well, he's a mourning star with a champagne heart at his curtain call C D * And father never understood the way the work gets done C D G (run) Em Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son C D G Don't look at me, no, I ain't one, no prodigal son D G When you least expect it, he's going to run D G Em Like the blood-red path of the western sun C D G C D G The prodigal son is waiting, waiting for his moment to come C D * C D G (run) Em Well hell no, don't look at me, can't you see I ain't one, no prodigal son C D G It ain't me, no I ain't one, no prodigal son