D               A             C        A   G
The black and green scarecrow, as ev'ryone knows,
             A                   D          A         D
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw ev'rywhere. He didn't care.
   G          Am          G      A
He stood in a field where barley grows.

[Verse 2]
    D           A             C           A  G
His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move,
                A                     D         A            D
Except when the wind cut up rough and mice ran around on the ground.
   G          Am          G      A
He stood in a field where barley grows.

[Verse 3]
    D               A            C           A  G
The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me__.
               A                          D            A        D
But now he's resigned to his fate, 'cause life's not unkind. He doesn't mind.
   G          Am          G      A
He stood in a field where barley grows.