Scarecrow

   (D)               (A)             (C)        (A)   (G) 
The black and green scarecrow, as ev‘ryone knows, 
            (A)                   (D)          (A) 
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw ev‘rywhere. 
  (D) 
He didn‘t care. 
  (G)          (Am)          (G)      (A) 
He stood in a field where barley grows. 
 
   (D)           (A)             (C)           (A)  (G) 
His head did no thinking, his arms didn‘t move, 
               (A) 
Except when the wind cut up rough 
   (D)         (A)            (D) 
and mice ran around on the ground. 
  (G)          (Am)          (G)      (A) 
He stood in a field where barley grows. 
 
   (D)               (A)            (C)           (A)  (G) 
The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me__. 
              (A)                            (D)            (A) 
But now he‘s resigned to his fate‘s, ‘cause life‘s not unkind. 
  (D) 
He doesn‘t mind. 
  (G)          (Am)          (G)      (A) 
He stood in a field where barley grows.