One Black Sheep

Album: Just Kids (2015)
  • I was born a love child of the '70s
    Touched down at Sacred Heart
    Three boys in a treehouse family
    Saw the lights from the reservoir
    Mamma told me angels are watching us
    In a green Volkswagen van
    In the cities of hippies and angels
    Just singing along to a 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
    Singing
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Won't somebody tell me
    What's wrong with me?
    Singing
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Won't somebody tell me
    What's wrong with me?

    Packed up in Eugene, Oregon
    Amtrak wearin' 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
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Won't somebody tell me
    What's wrong with me?
    Singing
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Won't somebody tell me
    What's wrong with me?

    Two dropouts headed eastbound
    Chevy truck with no A/C
    Star light, 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 3 guitar chords
    And the road under my feet
    But there's no place for the one black sheep
    Singing
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Won't somebody tell me
    What's wrong with me?
    Singing
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Ooh ooh ooh, ay
    Won't somebody tell me
    What's wrong with me?

    'Cause there's no rest for the one black sheep Writer/s: MARTIN JOHNSON, MAT KEARNEY
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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