Wandering Soul Lyrics

I wandered far

Away from all I've known

I tried to make a name

And struck out all on my own

Hardened in my heart, flesh like a stone

I struggle on

Is there a place for me

For this poor old wandering soul

I've reached my end

So tired of where I've been

Pig slop has done me in

Turned me 'round back home again

What will father say, far down the road

When we're alone

Is there a chance for me

For this poor old wandering soul

I'm home again

And to my sheer surprise

Dad's running up for me

Tears of mercy in his eyes

"Kill the fattened calf, bring out a robe

My son is home"

Heaven holds a place for me

For this poor old wandering soul

For this poor old wandering soul