Pink Floyd - Scarecrow

The ^Dblack and green ^Ascarecrow, as ^Cev'ryone ^Aknows^G, Stood with a ^Abird on his hat and ^Dstraw ev'ry^Awhere He ^Ddidn't care He ^Gstood in a ^Amfield where ^Gbarley ^Agrows

His ^Dhead did no ^Athinking, his ^Carms didn't ^Amove^G, Except when the ^Awind cut up rough and ^Dmice ran ^Aaround on the ^Dground He ^Gstood in a ^Amfield where ^Gbarley ^Agrows

The ^Dblack and green ^Ascarecrow is ^Csadder than ^Ame__^G But now he's re^Asigned to his fate's, 'cause ^Dlife's not un^Akind He ^Ddoesn't mind He ^Gstood in a ^Amfield where ^Gbarley ^Agrows