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Scarecrow on a wooden cross, in the barn
Four hundred acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did, my cleared this land
I was five, I walked a fence while grandpa held my hand

Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
This fed a nation, this land made me proud
And son, I'm just sorry, there's no for you now
on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the

The crops we grew last summer enough to pay the loans
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this and the farmers bank foreclosed
Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the
He said, "John, just my job and I hope you understand"

Hey, calling it your job, ol' hoss, sure make it right
But if you me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight
And grandma's on the front porch swing a Bible in her hand
Sometimes I hear her singing, "Take me to the land"
When you away a man's dignity he can't work his fields and cows

be blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow, blood on the

Well ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard
And ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven
I about my grandpa, my neighbors and my name
And some nights I feel like dyin' that scarecrow in the rain

Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
land fed a nation, yeah, this land made me proud
And son, I'm just sorry, they're just for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the

on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Yeah, this land fed a nation, this land made me so
Son, I'm just sorry just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow