This is the ballad of a Wayward Son
No way to tame him now his song is sung
Ten years of excess on the outside
That slow decay on the inside
Behind the breaking of a Wayward Son
Then mother looked for she could not be wrong
Picking through the wreckage of her Wayward Son
She said: "We gave him nothing but a good life
And now he shames us with his drug strife
The awful truth about my Wayward Son"
You gotta go, go, go and get your head right
And know, know, know that on the inside
Love, love, love will always guide you
Like a shining light, my Wayward Son
A thousand miles from the endless gear
Step out of the shadow, or the end is near
You gotta! Purge all the leeches from the outside
Confront the demon from within
The absolution of a Wayward Son
You gotta go, go, go and get your head right
And know, know, know that on the inside
Love, love, love will always guide you
Like a shining light, my Wayward Sons