Lyrics:

The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows

Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere.

He didnt care.

He stood in a field where barley grows.

His head did no thinking

His arms didnt 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 hes resigned to his fate

cause lifes not unkind - he doesnt mind.

He stood in a field where barley grows.