The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere.
He didn't care.
He stood in a field where barley grows.
His head did no thinking
His arms didn't move except then the wind cut up
Rough and mice ran around on the ground
He stood in a field where barley grows.
The black and green scarecrow is 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.
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The Scarecrow Lyrics

Pink Floyd – The Scarecrow Lyrics

Songwriters: SYD BARRETT
The Scarecrow lyrics © T.R.O. INC.

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