Music: Traditional
Words: Shaun Marie Levin and Julie Bailey
Arrangement: Kadee Crottier
Published: DeCantus

Soprano: Kadee Crottier
Mezzo: Shana Marchand
Alto: Jenn Jensen
Tenor: Adam Cole
Bass: Daniel Skaarup

There once was a shepherd who had a big flock
They all liked to nudge him and nibble his
Fingers whenever he hand-fed them grass
The shepherd thought sheep were the best piece of
Meat for the table, much better than boar
His fine wife loved rooster but she was a
Strange little lady with all kinds of luck
And yet she still longs for a good man to
Help with the dishes and scouring the pit
The shepherd would help but his hand smelled like
Dirt from the meadow with walls make of brick
He’d frequently sit there and play with his
Dog who chased sheep and would nip at their necks
At night, curled in bed he would dream about
Finding a new home where he would belong
If you think this song’s dirty, you’re bloody well wrong!