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.