One Black Sheep by Mat Kearney


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Just Kids by Mat Kearney

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One Black Sheep
by Mat Kearney

Album: Just Kids


I was born a love
Child of the seventies
Touched down at Sacred Heart
Three boys in a treehouse family
Saw the lights from the reservoir
Mama told me angels are watching us
In our green Volkswagon van
In the cities of hippies and angel dust
Singing along to her Amy Grant

There was money in my pocket
Shoes on my feet
But I always felt like the
One Black Sheep
There was food on the table
A place to sleep
But there's no rest for the One Black Sheep
singin oo oo oo
Won't somebody tell me what's wrong with me
singing oo oo oo
Won't somebody tell me what's wrong with me

Packed up in Eugene Orgeon
Amtrack wearing soccer cleats
Headed south to California
Conference player of the week but
At night I dreamed of Graceland
Stealing my friend Kyle's guitar
On the racquetball courts playing
Songs for homeless broken hearts

There was money in my pocket
Shoes on my feet
But I always felt like the
One Black Sheep
Got a good education
On hobart street
But there's no books on the One Black Sheep
Singing oo oo oo
Won't somebody tell me what's wrong with me
Singing oo oo oo
Won't somebody tell me what's wrong with me

Two dropouts headed eastbound
Chevy truck with no ac
Starlight Fort Kearney campground *
Said why not Tennessee
Got fire in my bones boy
Got words to say
Lord knows I'm not home but
I'm on my way with

Money in my pocket
Shoes on my feet
But I still feel like the
One Black Sheep
Got these three good song chords
The road under my feet
But there's no place for the One Black Sheep
Singing oo oo oo
Won't somebody tell me what's wrong with me
Singing oo oo oo
Won't somebody tell me what's wrong with me

Cause there's no rest for the one black sheep


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