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