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.
