It was only recently as I was driving with my relatively new boyfriend that I found out I had been getting the words to Baa Baa Black sheep wrong all my life. Not in one place but in three!! I had been singing:
Baa baa black sheep, have you anymore (any wool)?
Yes sir, yes sir 3 bags four (full)
One for the master, one for the day (dame)
And one for the little boy that lives down the lane.
A childhood belief about misheard lyrics
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that when sheep had their wool sheered off, they became lambds again.— Janet
- I used to believe that when sheep die, god takes their wool and makes it into clouds— Oded
- steel wool comes from steel sheep— tg
- I used to think that the Eagle's song "Life in the Fast Lane" was actually "Pike in the Bass Lane."— Quilla
- I use to think sheep shrank when it rained.Anon
- sheep were wooly pigs— CJ