Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scarecrow In The Garden, artist - Chris Stapleton. Album song From A Room: Volume 2, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 30.11.2017
Record label: A Mercury Nashville Release;
Song language: English
Scarecrow In The Garden |
Well he came from Northern Ireland |
Searching for the free man’s ground |
And he came to bet his fortune |
On a West Virginia plow |
He built a house of timber |
And raised a redhead son |
Then they worked the land together |
And prayed the rain would come |
There’s a scarecrow in the garden |
That looks like Lucifer |
And I’ve been reading Revelations |
With my bare feet in the dirt |
Well the redhead’s son got older |
And took a brown eyed wife |
And the fields were green as dollars |
Cause the dirt was black as night |
I came in late September |
The youngest one of three |
And my sisters off and married |
So the land was left to me |
There’s a scarecrow in the garden |
That looks like Lucifer |
And I’ve been reading Revelations |
With my bare feet in the dirt |
I know every single fencepost |
Every rock that goes around |
I’ve been staring at the red oak |
Where I know they’ll lay me down |
The fields ain’t what they once were |
The rains just seem to flood |
And I’ve been thinking about that river |
Wondering how it turned to blood |
I’ve been sitting here all morning |
I was sitting here all night |
There’s a bible in my left hand |
And a pistol in my right |