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I left in search of fame and fortune Blinded by the city lights Heartaches, Lord, I've had my portion In a way it serves me right Guess I had to learn my lesson This one thing I do believe No material possession Is worth more than Family Restless souls are prone to wander Mama leave the porch light on Cause the grass ain't greener over yonder Now the prodigal son is coming home Let us sit down at the table Hear my Daddy say the Grace For these blessings we are so grateful Light our path show us the way Restless souls are prone to wander Mama leave the porch light on Cause the grass ain't greener over yonder Now the prodigal son is coming home No the grass ain't greener over yonder Now the prodigal son is coming home From Letras Mania