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Oh, lordy lordy, how I've been a-toiling
Out here in this field of corn
Planting all day that Idaho grain
Tomorrow it's the same old chore
Oh, lordy lordy
Fingernails worn down to the bone
Can't even pull the cork
How in the hell am I supposed to bale
With no whiskey backing work?
Oh lordy lordy
The scarecrow's got it good, my friend
The scarecrow's got it good
Sleeps all day, keeps the crows at bay
Oh that the scarecrow's got it good
Well I put down old jenny mule
When her ankle took a turn
Now endowed is that rusty plow
Belt-strapped 'round my shirt
Ohh lordy lordy
Once I trained that dirty hog
To plow that earth for me
But it found the grave just the same
When a rattlesnake bit his knee
Oh lordy lordy
The scarecrow's got it good, my friend
The scarecrow's got it good
Sleeps all day, keeps the crows at bay
Oh that the scarecrow's got it good
Well, old Alex Finney's farm in Buhl
Made the switch to beef from grain
Now he has the biggest ranch
And a dealership to his name
Ohh, lordy lordy
All's I want's another son
To help out with the crop
But all 9 fools left for school
And the wife done cut me off
Oh, lordy lordy
The scarecrow's got it good, my friend
The scarecrow's got it good
Sleeps all day, keeps the crows at bay
Oh that the scarecrow's got it good
I lost my wedding band last fall
And the wife still let's me know
If there ain't no crop come this fall
Then she's leaving me for sure
Well, if I die in this field today
I'll leave one ugly corpse
Nobody will mourn, no dirt for warmth
Just a headstone made of corn
Oh lordy lordy
The scarecrow's got it good, my friend