Werbung entfernen D A C A GThe black and green scarecrow, as ev'ryone knows,
A D AStood with a bird on his hat and straw ev'rywhere.
DHe didn't care.
G Am G AHe stood in a field where barley grows.
D A C A GHis head did no thinking, his arms didn't move,
AExcept when the wind cut up rough
D A Dand mice ran around on the ground.
G Am G AHe stood in a field where barley grows.
D A C A GThe black and green scarecrow is sadder than me__.
A D ABut now he's resigned to his fate's, 'cause life's not unkind.
DHe doesn't mind.
G Am G AHe stood in a field where barley grows.
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