Golly, Mister, where you going?
You'll be late for work
Careful or you'll drop your briefcase Jesus, what a jerk
There he goes Down to the subway

Off to catch the train
Too bad for him
He forgot his umbrella
Poor Mr. Sheep

You're wet Mr. Sheep
Walk on,
Mr. Sheep Walk on Tell me,
How's your little family?

How's your little wife?
Are you going to live with these monsters
For the rest of your life?
Maybe you got a little girlfriend

Stashed somewhere in town
May be you ain't got a little girlfriend
Ha ha ha ha ha
Poor Mr. Sheep

He's a lonely guy too
Walk on Mr. Sheep
Walk on Dance, Mister!
Hey, he's doin'

OK Oh, oh Oh, he's all right
Let him get up by himself
Now I don't want to be too rough
And I don't want to be too mean

You're right -
This world is awful tough
I know exactly what you mean
But I want you to know

Exactly how I feel
And to tell you the truth
Right now I feel like going
I feel like going

Baa Baa Mr. Sheep Careful,
You're walking all over your own self now
Walk on,
Mr. Sheep Walk on,

Mr. Sheep Walk on,
Mr. Sheep Walk on

Writer : NEWMAN, RANDY
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.