Pink Floyd - The Scarecrow lyrics

The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows<br>Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere.<br>He didn't care.<br>He stood in a field where barley grows.<br><br>His head did no thinking<br>His arms didn't move except when the wind cut up<br>Rough and mice ran around on the ground<br>He stood in a field where barley grows.<br><br>The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me<br>But now he's resigned to his fate<br>'cause life's not unkind - he doesn't mind.<br>He stood in a field where barley grows.