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(John M. Green)
Scarecrow on a cross, blackbird in the barn
hundred empty acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa cleared land
I was five I walked the fence while Grandpa held my hand

Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the
This land fed a nation, this land me proud
And son I'm sorry there's no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
The crops we grew last summer weren't to pay the loan
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this and the Farmers Bank foreclosed
my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land
He John it's just my job and I hope you understand
calling it your job ol' hoss sure don't make it right
But if you want me to I'll say a prayer for soul tonight
And Grandma's on the front porch a Bible in her hand
Sometimes i hear her singing, "Take me to the Land."
When you take away a man's dignity he can't work his and cows
There'll be on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Well ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard
Ninety-seven families who ninety-seven farms
I think about my grandpa and my and my name
And some nights I feel like dyin' that scarecrow in the rain
Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
This fed a nation, this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, on the plow
THis land fed a nationk this made me proud
And son I'm sorry they're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the