Luyện nghe bài hát The Prodigal Son

There was a young man who had the best of
He was the first of a wealthy man
But he was not satisfied with the of everything
So he took his in his hand

He traveled far and wide and he tasted pleasure
But deep inside, he was lonely measure
He up in a pig pen, nearly dead
Then he raised his eyes Heaven and he said

I will arise and go back to my house
I beg him to forgive me for the fool I've been
I arise and go back to my father's house
I will gladly be a servant if take me back again

I was a man who had the best of everything
I was the first born of a man
But I was not with the best of everything
So I my possessions in my hand

I far and wide and I tasted worldly pleasure
But deep inside, I was without measure
I wound up in Las Vegas, dead
I raised my eyes toward Heaven and I said

I will arise and go back to my house
I will beg him to forgive me for the fool I've
I arise and go back to my father's house
I will gladly be a servant if he'll take me back

So I did arise and go back to my house
I said, Father, I'm sick and tired of alone
So I did arise and go back to my father's
And he wrapped his arms around me
And said, Son, you're home