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ScarecrowThe black and green scarecrow as everyone knowsStood with a bird on his hat and swore Everywhere he didn't care He stood in a field where barley grows His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move Except when the wind cut up and mice ran Around on the ground He stood in a field where barley grows The black and green scarecrow was sadder than me But now he's resigned to his fate 'cause life's not Unkind, he doesn't mind He stood in a field where barley grows |