Tom: G
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 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
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
