BLACK SHEEP, BLACK SHEEP (Appalachian lullaby)
Black sheep, black sheep
Where'd you leave your lamb?
Way over in the va-alley
The bees and the butterflies
Are buzzing 'round his eyes
And the poor little thing's
Crying Ma-ammy.
My mother told me
Before she went away
Take good care of my ba-a-aby
But I went to play
And the baby ran away
And the poor little thing's cryin'
Ma-ammy
Black sheep, black sheep
Where'd you leave your lamb?
Way over in the va-alley
