E E A A
F#m F# F#
B B

[Verse]

E         E          A         A
You don't wanna come ride with me
          F#                   F#               B                     B
There's a loaded pistol in the floorboard and a bag of weed under the seat
   E              E             A                 A
My tags have been expired since two thousand seventeen
    F#7               F#7                    B                B
But I don't care if I get arrested, watch it sell all my show seats

[Chorus]

E     E          A                   A
Black sheep, why don't you ever sleep
       F#       C#m      F#7                 B                      B
By the buzz you have and who you are, you're gettin' in way too deep
    E            E                  A               A
And one of these millionaires might try to have you killed
          F#                        F#
For bein' somethin' that ain't been seen in a while
           B                  B                    B   E
and that's what record labels fear (Yeah, they do)

[Verse 2]

E         E          A                          A
You don't wanna talk sideways out the side your neck
     F#                     F#m          B                 B
I'll pull up at your gig on Broadway and punch you in your shit
       E             E                  A                  A
And as far as the millionaires go, they know I can't be handled
    F#                  F#                B                       B
I'm too outlaw for this new-age, tell 'em good luck gettin' me canceled

[Chorus]

E     E          A                   A
Black sheep, why don't you ever sleep
       F#7               F#7                 B                      B
By the buzz you have and who you are, you're gettin' in way too deep
    E            E                  A      E        A
And one of these millionaires might try to have you killed
          F#                        F#        F#7               B                      B
For bein' somethin' that ain't been seen in a while, and that's what record labels fear

[Interlude]

E E A A
F#7 F#7 B B
E E A E
B A F# F#7
F#7 B B E

[Chorus]

E     E          A                    A
Black sheep, why don't you ever sleep
       F#7               F#7                 B                      B
By the buzz you have and who you are, you're gettin' in way too deep
    E            E                  A               A
And one of these millionaires might try to have you killed
          F#                        F#7                         B
For bein' somethin' that ain't been seen in a while, and that's what record labels fear