| Scarecrow |
| (Matt Hendrix, Doug Powell) Ninety-four degrees as far as the eye can see Corn is blowing in the wind Seven days a week out here in this heat A gentle rain my only friend Sometimes when the sun goes down The moon is full, the stars come out I look out across this land I??? � proud of what I do But I bet I??? � a lot like you I wanna be more than who I am One of these days I??? � gonna run I??? � gonna leave these fields behind to find what??? � over the horizon One of these days I??? � gonna go When you look at me you aren??? ° gonna see a scarecrow It??? � a simple life I lead Not much out here to bother me Just an occasional stubborn crow I should be satisfied or so it seems But I got lots of time to dream About all I??? � gonna do when I climb down off this pole One of these days I??? � gonna run I??? � gonna leave these fields behind to find what??? � over the horizon One of these days I??? � gonna go When you look at me you aren??? ° gonna see a scarecrow One of these days I??? � gonna run I??? � gonna leave these fields behind to find what??? � over the horizon One of these days I??? � gonna go When you look at me you aren??? ° gonna see a scarecrow Just a scarecrow Just a scarecrow |