Oh now Rosie
You come home in the morning
Got a child on your knee and your mother she looks on
Says “I don’t know that baby - don’t know you why’d you fail me
You left home seven years ago and i wore black for days”



Prodigal daughter returns like a lamb to the slaughter



I know forgiveness won’t come easy, not for you

Look at the child upon my knee she

Has eyes of blue

She resembles me resembling you



Mama, listen

Come into the kitchen

Pour me some tea, let mе sit at your feet and let me cry



I need a little monеy

I need love, and i need Sunday

Suppers here at home, don’t want to be alone

Let me stay



Prodigal daughter returns like a lamb to the slaughter

She yearns for the things that you taught her

I know forgiveness won’t come easy, not for me

But I’ll try to shut the past behind us, throw out the key

Give me one more chance to make you see



Prodigal daughter returns like a lamb to the slaughter

Looking for something in the water

To wash away the the pain

She’s drowning in the pain