Sheep کے بول

She’s soft she’s gentle She’s gentle and she’s kind She’s very very gentle She’s very very kind Her name is Wellington Well when I see her I cry I love her I love her When she is by my side She’s my sheep She’s my sheep She’s my sheep Well the cows are in the field The pigs are in the sty Well the chickens cluck the horses neigh But my sheep is by my side She’s my sheep She’s my sheep She’s my sheep Well her smell her touch her woolly head Well they set my soul on fire Her loins her loins of lamb The fill me with desire She’s my sheep She’s my sheep She’s my sheep Well there across the farmyard There goes my love She’s being sheared for summer I praise God above She’s my sheep She’s my sheep She’s my sheep