Little Black Sheep by Ashley Cleveland

Little Black Sheep
by Ashley Cleveland

The boy told the shepherd: there's a fearful storm
So I went out to the field to drive the flocks home
I counted every lamb into the keep
All except for one
That little black sheep

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Little black sheep, little black sheep
In the howling wind with no relief
In a cold, cold world nothin' sounds so sweet
As the voice of the shepherd to a little black sheep

Little black sheep, he ain't nothin' but trouble
He's not worth much and he'll cost you double
Shepherd says he knows but he won't sleep
He's gonna go out and find
That little black sheep

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Now the little black sheep was the wandering kind
But the shepherd brought him back every time
Mama says: child, when your pride starts to creep
You best remember we all just
Little black sheep

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