Mark Lee Townsend - Prodigal lyrics

[Verse 1] Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray But all the hip kids sent You running away You got egg on your face But the faithful keep washing your feet [Pre-Chorus] Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid For the things that come easy day after day, week after week [Chorus] I am the champion of wine You're the bread on my tongue I am the last one in line The prodigal I am the champion of wine You're the bread on my tongue I am the last one in line The prodigal son [Verse 2] Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray But Lord, I've been so busy and I've kept you away I got egg on my face So I hide away where no one can see [Pre-Chorus] Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid For the things that come easy day after day, week after week [Chorus] I am the champion of wine You're the bread on my tongue I am the last one in line The prodigal son I am the champion of wine You're the bread on my tongue I am the last one in line The prodigal [Verse 1] Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray But all the hip kids said you're running away You got egg on your face But the faithful keep washing your feet [Pre-Chorus] Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid For the things that come easy day after day, week after week