When you're thinking of black sheep

Just take a look at me

I'm the blackest of black sheep

That ever left old Tennessee



Broke my dear old grey-haired mother's heart

Broke my dear old grey-haired mother's heart

Cause I would not do what good childs ought



Lord from the straight and narrow path I've strayed

From the straight and narrow path I've strayed

With regrets and sorrows I have paid



Just a black sheep roamin' round the town

Just a black sheep roamin' round the town

Like a tramp I'm always out and down



Lord always take the good old folks' advice

Always take the good old folks' advice

Before you leave it's best that you think twice