There's a scarecrow
Looking in through my window
I think that he thinks I am a bird
And that I want his corn
Scarecrow
I am not a bird I assure you
I am just a man I adore you
But I still want your corn
Oh scarecrow
Can I have your corn
It would go well with my dinner my friend
And the people in the town would love me for it
Oh scarecrow
Can I have your corn
I'm so sick of eating pickles all day
And I can't make a trip to the store
Midnight rolls around as I stand in the field
Scarecrow stands and looks at me
He's blowing in the breeze as I look him up and down
Scarecrow holds his ground
My people are hungry
And I am hungry too
What happened to you
Mr. Scarecrow
Those cold eyes show no life
You used to be another guy
Mr. Scarecrow
What happened to you
Oh scarecrow
Can I have your corn
It would go well with my dinner my friend
And the people in the town would love me for it
Oh scarecrow
Can I have your corn
I'm so sick of eating pickles all day
And I can't make a trip to the store