Artist: S.G. Swain

Submitted by Annie.

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Scarecrow

I am just a scarecrow
I am made of straw
I look out on the cornfield
and this is what I saw:

a hundred crowbirds are eatin' up the crop
it doesn't matter 'cause it hasn't rained a drop
in a year

I had myself a dream
that I got down from this pole
and danced myself a jig
while the farmer hoed the row

in my dream I journeyed to a strange land far away
I feel in with companions and we searched for hearts and brains
and courage

* * *

And when my dream was over
I was right back on this pole
out in this lonely cornfield
still heckled by these crows

though I contemplate for hours I still don't have a clue
what makes this world go 'round and 'round
or what makes two times two
equal four

(I guess OZ never did give nothing to the scarecrow, either.)

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Other Songs by this Artist

1. (Not The) National Anthem
2. All You Need
3. Ballad Of Nickel Joe (C.S.A.)
4. Better Never Than Late
5. Boulevard Lady
6. Buy Me Things
7. Cowboys Make Me Sick
8. Cuttin’ Russell’s Grass
9. Dallas Day Afternoon
10. Darlin’ Do You Think Of Me?
11. Dear Michael
12. Elvis Was An Idiot
13. High On Heaven
14. Human Race
15. In A Hundred Years
16. Jamie Lee Curtis
17. Look At Me
18. Marin County Backyard Barbecue
19. Mystery Woman
20. Old Fashioned $2 Haircut
21. Poor Baby
22. Say When
23. Scarecrow
24. Soldier
25. The Carson Show
26. To Be Loved
27. Vichyssoise
28. When I Die
29. Witness (Ballad of Warren Grubber)