The Scarecrow
Composer(s): Syd Barrett
Performer(s): Pink Floyd



The black and green scarecrow
As ev'ryone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat
And straw everywhere, he didn't care

He stood in a field where barley grows

His head did no thinking
His arms didn't move
Except when 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 he's resigned to his fate
'Cause life's not unkind, he doesn't mind

He stood in a field where barley grows