BLACK SHEEP

NOTHIN’ MUCH IN LIFE IS FREE ‘CEPT THE WIND AND THE RAIN
BUT I QUIT MY JOB ANYWAY, JUST COULDN’T SEE NO GAIN
IN WORKIN’ HARD EVERY DAY SO THEY CAN KEEP THE GOLD
GUESS THAT’S WHY THEY CALL ME BLACK SHEEP OF THE FOLD

          I’M A BUSTED WHISKEY GLASS, BAR FIGHT ON A ROLL
          BROKEN PEG THAT JUST DON’T FIT SQUARELY IN THE HOLE
          SOME SAY MY TRACK RECORD’S A WONDER TO BEHOLD
          GUESS THAT’S WHY THEY CALL ME BLACK SHEEP OF THE FOLD

FOLKS ALL SAY I NEVER WILL AMOUNT TO ANYTHING
‘CAUSE OTHER THAN THIS OL’ GUITAR, JUST DON’T GIVE A DAMN
NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY, CAN’T DO WHAT I’M TOLD
GUESS THAT’S WHY THEY CALL ME, BLACK SHEEP OF THE FOLD

          I’M A LONELY MIDNIGHT FREIGHT TRAIN RUNIN’ OUT’TA COAL
          BACK HOME THEY LONG SINCE STOPPED PRAYIN’ FOR MY SOUL
          WHEN THEY PUT ME TOGETHER, MUST HAVE BROKE THE MOLD
          GUESS THAT’S WHY THEY CALL ME BLACK SHEEP OF THE FOLD

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          NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY, JUST CAN’T DO WHAT I’M TOLD
          GUESS I’D RATHER JUST BE BLACK SHEEP OF THE FOLD
          YEAH, GUESS I’D RATHER JUST BE BLACK SHEEP OF THE FOLD

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