Lyrics
The black and green scarecrow as everyone 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
WRITERS
SYD BARRETT
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © T.R.O. INC.
See A Problem With Something?
Lyrics
Other
More From This Album
The Piper at the Gates of Dawn
1967
LyricIQ Analysis
Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
None
