Scarecrow – Pink Floyd (Letras)

The black and green scarecrow
As ev ryone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat
Ans 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 when 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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