Four Black Sheep - Martha Wainwright

Get in the car

We’re late for the gig

But don’t go too fast

It’s been snowin' since 10 am

And we’ll never be this free again

Crossin' the bridge

Over the Gatineau

To the side that I know

Where the light becomes strange

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 dyin' to be freed

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

They’re on their way

They know these roads

They’ve been leading a lonely life

Black sheep, they too were born in the night

And we’ll meet at the lodge

To suck on life and scream 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 woke to ring the bell

To tell us what we already knew

That out there in the freezing night

We would not be all right

Four black sheep

Travelin' at different speeds

Angry at the world

Losing the way in the cold, deep snow

Black on white it glowed

We would never be this free again

We would never be this free again

After the show

Back on the road to Montreal

There were diamonds piercing our eyes

And the snow piling 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

Trying to hold on for our lives

And we never made it home

Spinnin’out on the road

We took to the sky

Where we were finally free for the last time

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…