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The black and green scarecrow, as evʼryone knows,
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Stood with a bird on his hat and straw evʼrywhere.
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He didnʼt care.
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He stood in a field where barley grows.
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His head did no thinking, his arms didnʼt move,
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Except when the wind cut up rough and mice ran around on the ground.
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He stood in a field where barley grows.
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The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me.
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But now heʼs resigned to his fateʼs, ʼcause lifeʼs not unkind.
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He doesnʼt mind.
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He stood in a field where barley grows.
