Pink Floyd - The scarecrow: lyrics de la chanson

The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and swore
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 and mice ran
Around on the ground
He stood in a field where barley grows

The black and green scarecrow was sadder than me