94 degrees
as far as the eye can see
corn is blowin' in the windseven days a week
out here in this heat
a gentle rain my only friendsometimes when the sun goes down
the moon is full and the stars come out
i look out across this land
i'm proud of what i do
but i bet i'm a lot like you
i wanna be more than who i am
(chorus)
one of these days
i'm gonna run
i'm gonna leave these feilds behind to find what's over the horizon
one of these days
i'm gonna go
when you look at me you're not gonna see
a scarecrowit's a simple life i lead
not much out here to bother me
just an occasional stubborn crowi should be satisfied or so it seems
but i've lots of time to dream
about all i'm gonna do when i climb down off this pole
(chorus)
(chorus)just a scarecrowjust a scarecrow
