Martin Sexton - Black sheep

^FSittin in this ^Clonely town ^Dmwonderin when things are going to ^Bbchange ^FDreamin my ^Clife away and it ^Dmseems them dreams have turned into a ^Bbbunch of dust clouds ^FGettin my ^Cnerve up but my p^Dmast is pullin me d^Bbown ^FWonderin how ^Clong this black ^Dmsheep can stick arou^Bbnd

^FSomebody ^Ctold me once before you can ^Dmnever go home ^Bbagain once you ^Fleave Say any^Cthing just to scare me ^Dmaway from the ^Bbtruth of

So I thanked him for his ^Ctwo cents with a ^Dmshake and some sympa^Bbthy ^FAnd I packed up my ^Cblue jeans and I ^Dmheaded for the big ^Bbprize of my freedom

^FBye by^Ce black ^Dmsheep black sheep of the f^Bbamily ^FBye by^Ce black ^Dmsheep how that ^Bbmeans so much to me ^FBye by^Ce to my ^Dmfriends and my ^Bbfamily ^FBye by^Ce black ^Dmsheep goin off to ^Bbset my soul set it free

^GTimes they were a changin I^Bb did just a little re-arrangin ^GTake a couple chances m^Bby progress it advances ^CTo that prize of my freedom ^F/C/Dm/Bb

^FIt's written in the stars s^Cteel ba^Dmrs never will a prison cell ma^Bbke ^FOnce I find that sweet home or a p^Clace I like to^Dm call home anyway ^{Bb F}Some people will say I'm crazy singin^C' out loud like I do here ^Dmon the stree^Bbt ^FWhen I got a song I sing it ^Cout loud and if yo^Dmu don't like that my frien^Bbd ^BbWell I'm gonna say to ^Fyou

^FBye by^Ce black ^Dmsheep black sheep of the f^Bbamily ^FBye by^Ce black ^Dmsheep how that ^Bbmeans so much to me ^FBye by^Ce to my ^Dmfriends and my ^Bbfamily ^FBye by^Ce black ^Dmsheep goin off to ^Bbset my soul set it free