Lyrics to Martha Wainwrights “Four Black Sheep in the Night”

“Four Black Sheep in the Night”

Get in the car we’re late for the gig

But don’t go too fast it’s been snowin’ since 10 am

We never will be this free again

Just over the bridge, crossin’ the Gatineau

To the side that I know where the light becomes strange

And we’ll never be this free again.

On our way home singin’ the songs that we learned on our mother’s knee

Four black sheep in need

Tryin’ or cryin’ to be free.

Jesse’s been drinkin’ again and again he won’t believe, he can’t believe

We can see right through his soul.

Mom and Dad are on their way, they know these roads

They’ve been travelling a lonely life.

Black sheep they too were born in the night.

And we’ll meet at the lodge to suck on life as we look up at the sky that we don’t feel the same.

And we’ll never be this free again.

May walked away in the snow sayin’ she was through.

And Frere Jacques would never want to ring the bell to tell us all

We already knew

That out there in the freezing night we will not be all right

Four black sheep travellin’ different speeds

Angry at the world

Losing their way in the cold blue snow.

Red on black on white – it glowed.

We will never feel that free again.

We will never feel that free again.

After the show back on the road to Montreal

There were diamonds piercin’ our eyes

And the snow pilin’ up on either side.

Jesse took the wheel, there was an appeal to stop the ride

but we were just four black sheep in the night.

Tryin’ to hold on for our lives.

We never made it home – spinnin’ out on the road

We took to the sky where we were finally free for the last time.

Flyin’ high at the end of our lives.

Four black sheep deep in the white light

Red on black on white in the night

I said red on black on white in the night

I said red on black on white in the night

Red on black on white in the night

Red on black on white in the night…