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[Verse 1]
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
[Pre-Hook]
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
[Hook] (x2)
Singing
Ooh ooh ooh, ay
Ooh ooh ooh, ay
Won't somebody tell me
What's wrong with me?
[Verse 2]
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
[Pre-Hook 2]
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
[Hook] (x2)
[Verse 3]
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
[Pre-Hook 3]
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
[Hook] (x4)
Cause there's no rest for the one black sheep
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