| I once loved a shepherd, | |
| A charming, handsome man. | |
| One wave of his hickory staff, | |
| And I'd follow him 'round the land. | |
| 'Til one day I noticed, | |
| I weren't the only one, | |
| There was all kinda other little pretty young sheep, | |
| Havin' all kinda pretty young fun. | |
| Hallelujah, I am the happiest lamb! (x2) | |
| I ran to mother Mary, | |
| My face as white as snow. | |
| She said 'Kid you remind me of someone I used to know, | |
| Be grateful for your freedom, remember what I said; | |
| "No shepherd man, alive, can grow the wool that gets him paid." | |
| Hallelujah, I am the happiest lamb! (x2) | |
| I left my flock and headed off right to the promise land, | |
| Hallelujah, I am the happiest lamb. | |
| It's raining, I'm frozen, | |
| But I won't sell my wool to buy no shack. | |
| I know it gets much colder when you let some shepherd sheer it off your back. | |
| No shepherd man alive can grow the wool that gets him paid. | |
| Hallelujah, I am the happiest lamb! (x2) | |
| I left my flock and headed off right to the promise land, | |
| Hallelujah, I am the happiest lamb. | |
| And if you want to know about me, | |
| Just ask around who I am, | |
| They'll tell you I am..... | |
| The happiest lamb. |