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Pink Floyd > The Scarecrow Pink Floyd > The Scarecrow 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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