<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=80265" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rain On The Scarecrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Scarecrow on a wooden cross blackbird in the barn<br>Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm<br>I grew up like my daddy did my grandpa cleared this land<br>When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand<br>Chorus:<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>This land fed a nation this land made me proud<br>And son Im just sorry theres no legacy for you now<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>The crops we grew last summer werent enough to pay the loans<br>Couldnt buy the seed to plant this spring and the farmers bank foreclosed<br>Called my old friend schepman up to auction off the land<br>He said john its just my job and I hope you understand<br>Hey calling it your job ol hoss sure dont make it right<br>But if you want me to Ill say a prayer for your soul tonight<br>And grandmas on the front porch swing with a Bible in her hand<br>Sometimes I hear her singing take me to the promised land<br>When you take away a mans dignity he cant work his fields and cows<br>Therell be blood on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>Blood on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>Well theres ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard<br>Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms<br>I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name<br>And some nights I feel like dyin like that scarecrow in the rain<br>Chorus:<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>This land fed a nation this land made me proud<br>And son Im just sorry theyre just memories for you now<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>This land fed a nation this land made me so proud<br>And son Im just sorry theyre just memories for you now<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow<br>Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by John Mellencamp - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=80265" data-title="Rain On The Scarecrow" data-description="Scarecrow on a wooden cross blackbird in the barn Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm I grew up like my daddy did my grandpa cleared this land When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand Chorus: Rain on the scarecrow..."></div> </div> </div>

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