BLACK SHEEP [ country; co-written by Daniel Muhammad ]              Nothin’ much in life’s 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 running out'ta coal                    Back home they’ve long since stopped prayin’ for my soul                    When they put me together, must have broke the mold                    Guess I’d rather just be black sheep of the fold                    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             Copyright © by Daniel Muhammad ASCAP and Richard Aberdeen ASCAP Copyright © by Freedom Tracks Music ASCAP        No part of this material may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including printing, photocopying, recording or by any information storage or retrieval system, without permission in writing from publisher. Inquiries:  Freedom Tracks Records.  Essays entitled Revolution and Revolution -- Side B are open copyright and may be reproduced or utilized as often as one likes.