Baba Baba Black Sheep

Black sheep, black sheep, in the middle of the field,
With your midnight coat that won’t yield.
You stand out bright under the shining sky,
Different, but loved—there’s no need to ask why.

You leap and dance by the shore,
With friends beside you, who could want more?
Playing in the sunshine, wild and free,
Black sheep, black sheep, full of glee.

Running up hills, never standing still,
Chasing the wind, enjoying the thrill.
In the sun’s warm light, under skies so blue,
Black sheep, black sheep, we all love you.