BLACK SHEEP
[ country; co-written by Daniel Muhammad ]


             Nothiní much in lifeís free Ďcept the wind and the rain
             But I quit my job anyway, just couldn't see no gain
             In workiní hard every day so they can keep the gold
             Guess thatís why they call me black sheep of the fold

                   Iím a busted whiskey glass, bar fight on a roll
                   Broken peg that just donít fit squarely in the hole
                   Some say my track recordís a wonder to behold
                   Guess thatís why they call me black sheep of the fold

             Folks all say I never will amount to anything
             ĎCause other than this olí guitar, just donít give a damn
             No matter how hard I try, canít do what Iím told
             Guess thatís why they call me black sheep of the fold

                   Iím a lonely midnight freight train running out'ta coal
                   Back home theyíve long since stopped prayiní for my soul
                   When they put me together, must have broke the mold
                   Guess Iíd 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 Iíd rather just be black sheep of the fold



           


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