The Coming Home Of The Son And Brother

Time for the singer

Time for the singer boy to make his way home

A prodigal I've been distressed

This lonely child can't make it on his own

I've been traveling states away

I've been playing in a bluegrass band

Now it's the coming home

Of the son and brother again

Time has slipped away

I don't know if I can play another tune

They want me to build single handed

A road up to the moon

They only pay me nickels and dimes

In a game that I can never win

So it's the coming home

Of the son and brother again

It's been a long long time

Since I've seen all of my family and friends

I want to hear them tell their stories

Tell 'em all about the places I have been

So open all your doors up wide

Invite all the neighbors in

For the coming home

Of the son and brother again