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Words & Music by Lisa Brady

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Put a robe on his back,
Put a ring on his hand.
Go and kill the fatted calf
Said my father as he ran. 
He kissed my face and he said
Put some shoes on his feet,
For my son has come home to me.

Have you wasted your life away
On things of this world?
Are you tired of trying to do it on your own?
Well, the Father, He says, Here I am,
I’m waiting here for you.
Put an end to all your pain and come on home.

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If you had a dime for every time you packed up and ran,
Trying to find the peace your soul is searching for.
Well, you might be rich but surprised to find 
He offers it for free.
Jesus did it all for you
So come on home.

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