Black Sheep Returned To The Fold (Brothers Osborne)

Oh, long is the night I have travelled The way was so bitter and cold I long for the day when my shepard will say The black sheep returned to the fold. Forever my dreams are of heaven A treasure more precious then gold The church bells will ring and the angels will sing The black sheep returned to the fold. --- Instrumental --- My mission on earth now is ended My body is weary and cold The words have been blessed in this heacen of rest The black sheep returned to the fold. So bury me there in the churchyard The story of life has been told And let it be known by the words on the stone The black sheep returned to the fold...