Well. the poor boy took his father's bread And started down the road, started down the road Took all he had and started down the road Goin' out in this world, where, God only knows And that will be the way to get along Well, the poor boy spent all he hed And famine come in the land, famine come in the land, Spent all he had and famine cnme in the land. Said,"I believe I'm gonna hire me to some man And that will be the way I'll get along. Well, the man said,"I'll give you a job, boy, To feed my swine, Boy, to feed my swine. I'll give you a job boy' to feed my swine" And the boy stood there and hung his head and cried Because that's no way to get along. Seid"I belive I'll ride, believe I'll go back home" Believe I'll go back home Well believe I'll ride, I'll go back home. Go down the road as far as I can go And that'll be the way to get along. Well, the father said, "See my son coming after me, Coming home to me" The father ran and fell down on his knees, He sung and prayed "Load, have mercy on me,"I said Well, the poor boy stood there, Hung his head and cried, hung his head and cried, The poor boy stood and hung his head and cried, yeah Said,"Father, will you look on me as a child?" Well father said to the eldest son "Kill the father calr and call the family round. Kill that call and call the fam'ly round. My son was lost and now he is found". Cause that's the way for us to get along, hey
