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                          Bm                                                      F#7                      Bm                                                                                            F#7                                              Bm  B7  
Filosofia não me deu felicidade/ Explicação não explicou o que eu te fiz/ Eu
                        Em                                                 A                                      D              F#7         Bm                                                                                            F#7                         Bm  
tinha tudo ao meu redor, saúde, paz e tanto amor/ e mesmo assim não soube ser feliz.
          B7                 Em                    A                                            D            Bm              Em                    F#7                              Bm  B7  
        Minha casa é a casa do Senhor./ Minha casa é a casa do Senhor./ Minha
        Em                      A                                      D                 Bm              Em                    F#7                            Bm  
        casa é a casa do Senhor./ Minha casa é a casa do Senhor.
             Bm                                                                                    F#7                                              Bm                                                                                                 F#7  
Eu me afastei, porque pensei ser meu direito,/ Usar daquilo que era meu como
                  Bm  B7                            Em                                              A                                                         D                    F#7    Bm  
escolhi./ Eu tinha tudo ao meu redor/ E Deus me dava o Seu amor./ E, mesmo
                                                  F#7                                         Bm  
assim, meu Deus, eu não ouvi.
             Bm                                                            F#7                                      Bm                                                                                                              F#7                      Bm  B7  
Imaginei saber de tudo e fui descrente,/ Contra meu Deus ouvi falar e me calei./
                                                     Em                                                 A                                                                 D                    F#7      Bm  
Não, eu não fui um bom cristão,/ Pois fiz, ao mundo, concessão/ E, sem notar, de
  F#7                                                    Bm  
Deus me envergonhei.
             Bm                                                              F#7                                                      Bm                                                                                    F#7                              Bm  B7  
4- Igual ao filho que partiu, naquela história,/ Felicidade, longe dele, eu não achei./
                          Em                                 A                                      D                      F#7                 Bm                                                                                      F#7  
Filosofia não me deu aquela paz que vem de Deus,/ Ao meu Senhor, agora
                Bm  
voltarei.

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