Ninety four degrees as far as the eye can see
Corn is blowing in the wind
Seven days a week out here in this heat
A gentle rain my only friend
Sometimes when the sun goes down
The moon is full 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 want to be more than who I am
One of these days I`m gonna run
I`m gonna leave these fields 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 scarecrow
It`s a simple life I lead not much out here to bother me
Just an occasional stubborn crow
I should be satisfied or so it seems I got lots of time to dream
About all I`m gonna do when I turn down this road
One of these days I`m gonna run
I`m gonna leave these fields 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 scarecrow
One of these days I`m gonna run
I`m gonna leave these fields behind to find what`s over the horizon
One of these days I`m gonna go
And when you look at me you`re not gonna see
A scarecrow
Just a scarecrow
Just a scarecrow