D               A             C        A   G 
The black and green scarecrow, as ev'ryone knows, 
             A                   D          A 
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw ev'rywhere 
   D 
He didn't care 
   G          Am          G      A 
He stood in a field where barley grows 
      
    D           A             C           A  G 
His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move, 
                A                     D         A            D 
Except when the wind cut up rough and mice ran around on the ground 
   G          Am          G      A 
He stood in a field where barley grows 
      
    D               A            C           A  G 
The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me__ 
               A                            D            A 
But now he's resigned to his fate's, 'cause life's not unkind 
   D 
He doesn't mind 
   G          Am          G      A 
He stood in a field where barley grows