I haven't had the proper energy going for a song for Sioux in ages, but I just cranked this up, and it was a Sioux moment :)
Black Sheep
John Anderson
My Daddy was a breakman,
On a high-ball traveling train.
And Momma she raised four little children ,
And our family had a good name.
And Papa and Momma wanted,
All for us they never had.
Big brother, little brother, and sister too,
No, they didn't turn out half bad.
'Cept me:
I'm the black sheep of the family.
Big brother went to college,
And became a doctor man.
I guess he makes about a million dollars a year,
Off of folks' home insurance plans.
He's got a big long Mercedes Benz,
And a house overlooking the town.
He sits in his jacuzzi,
And he watches the sun go down.
And he feels real sorry for me:
I'm the black sheep of the family.
Yeah, I drive me a big ol' semi-truck,
I'm making payments on a two-room shack,
My wife she waits on tables,
And at night she rubs my back.
And I tell her what my Papa said to my Momma,
When he got off a high-ball train:
"Wake me up early, be good to my dogs,
"And teach my children to pray."
Little sister married a banker, yeah,
And he owns a country club.
He bought her a big ol' racing horse,
And a funny looking little dog.
He buys her big rings of diamonds,
And a brand new Japanese yacht.
And they like to get together,
And talk about all the things they got,
But they never mention me:
I'm the black sheep of the family.
Yeah, I drive me a big ol' semi-truck,
I'm making payments on a two-room shack,
My wife she waits on tables,
And at night she rubs my back.
And I tell her what my Papa said to my Momma,
When he got off a high-ball train:
"Wake me up early, be good to my dogs,
"And teach my children to pray."
I'm saying: "Woman, wake me up early, be good to my dogs,
"And teach my children to pray." |
