Syd Barrett
The Scarecrow
[Verse 1]
The black and green scarecrow, as everyone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere
He didn’t care

[Refrain]
He stood in a field where barley grows

[Verse 2]
His head did no thinking, his arms didn’t move
Except when the wind cut up rough
And mice ran around on the ground

[Refrain]
He stood in a field where barley grows

[Verse 3]
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

[Refrain]
He stood in a field where barley grows

[Instrumental Outro]