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