Mark Winston Hagood - Prayer And Tears

He left home at 17, traveled through the 48 states
Sometimes he slept on the side of the road, leaving his life to fate
And one day life would find him back in Dallas on Skid Row
Tired and spent, and lonely
And hungry in his soul

In a little town just 60 miles away
In an old white frame farmhouse a tired old lady prays
With a Bible in her lap, she cries herself to sleep
She's been waiting for three long years to hear that telephone ring

It's gonna be a sweet reunion when the prodigal son returns
And a blessed communion and a whole lot of lessons learned
Was the prayers of his sweet mama that kept him through the wandering years
It's another battle won by prayer and tears

Twenty years later with a daughter of his own
Last week they had a fight and she ran away from home
With no word from her in days, he kneels down to pray
His fearful heart begins to sing, when hears that telephone ring

It's gonna be a sweet reunion when his little angel returns
And a blessed communion and a whole lot of lessons learned
Cause the prayers of a hurting heart can conquer every fear

It's another battle won
Another battle won
It's another battle won
By prayer and tears

Written by:
Mark Hagood

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