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

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

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

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

There'll be blood on the scarecrow, blood on the
Blood on the scarecrow, blood on the

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

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

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