Black Sheep Songtext
von Walker Hayes

Chevrolet Blazer, square body
Back in the day, y′all, everybody down
Old Shell Road felt me thumpin'
Four twelves in the back, let ′em know I was comin'

White dice, black ice, freshener
All I cared about was impressin' her
Had that rearview lean on her lipstick
Thank God, she had a thing for misfits

Black sheep, black Chevy
Mobile, wasn′t ready
Bump, bumpin′ the six-disc changer
Bass kickin' like Texas Ranger

She liked the way it shook
I liked the way she looked
Backseat, goin′ far as she'd let me
So now that I′m a dad, I feel bad for her daddy
Black sheep, black Chevy


Chrome bullet-hole rims on Bridgestones
Mean limousine, tinted windows
Like a pimp pullin' up at her house
Her daddy in the yard yellin′, "Turn that shit down"

Truck train to the party
Back it up, Bone Thugs-n-Harmony
Mamma prayin' for the day I was baptized
Cops had my plate memorized

Black sheep, black Chevy
Mobile, wasn't ready
Bump, bumpin′ the six-disc changer
Bass kickin′ like Texas Ranger

She liked the way it shook
I liked the way she looked
Backseat, goin' far as she′d let me
So now that I'm a dad, I feel bad for her daddy
Black sheep, black Chevy

Black sheep, black Chevy
Now that I′m a dad, I feel bad for her daddy