In a quaint old village town, not very far away, there lived a rich and able man, whose hair was
turning grey. He had three sons, his only ones, both Jack and Tom were sly, while Ted was honest
as could be, and would not tell a lie. One day the old man said, be gone, you're heartless to the core.
These were the words the black sheep said, as he stood beside the door.
Don't be angry with me,
dad, don't turn me from your door. I know I have been foolish, but I shan't be any more.
Give me but another chance, and put me to the test. You'll find the black sheep loves his dad,
far away.
He was better than the rest. Years by years rolled quickly on, this man was growing old.
He called to him both Jack and Tom, and gave them all his gold. I only need this little room,
and a place by your fireside.
One night as Jack, returning home, he took with him a bride.
The bride began to hate the old man more each day. One night he heard the three declare,
that old fool's in the way.
They then agreed, that old fool's in the way.

They then agreed to send him, to a poor house that was near.
When like a flash, the black sheep's words, came ringing in his ear.
Don't be angry with me, dad, don't turn me from your door.
I know I have been foolish, but I shan't be any more.
Give me but another chance, and put me to the test.
You'll find the black sheep loves his dad, far better than the rest.
A wagon drives up to the door.
It is the poor house man.
The brothers pointing to their dad, says, now here is your man.
Just then a manly form appeared, and rushing through the crowd.
Stop this, you brutes, the stranger cried.
It will not be as it used to be.
You took this old man's property, and all that he could save.
You even went and sold the plot, contains my mother's grave.
I am his son, and now ye kin, from this till judgment day.
The father grasped.
The black sheep's hands.
The crowd then heard him say.
Don't be angry with me, son, I turned you from my door.
I know I have done foolish, repented o'er and o'er.
I should have given you my gold, for you have stood the test.
T'was true, the black sheep loved his dad, far better than the rest.