SCARECROW Pink Floyd 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.