| In a pair of faded coveralls and her mama’s old high heels
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| She wobbles up and takes a shaky bow
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| She smiles a little smile that hides her missing baby tooth
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| And she manages to sing that way somehow
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| She starts with «Delta Dawn»
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| Then goes into «Amazing Grace»
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| Then squints her eyes and sings «I Fought The Law»
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| And when the wind comes sweeping in and ripples through the corn
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| To her it sounds exactly like applause
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| She’s just singing to the scarecrow
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| Dancing through the fields
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| With a kitten named Bojangles in her arms
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| Trying to let the whole world know
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| How wonderful it feels
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| To be here on this south Kentucky farm
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| Singing to the Scarecrow
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| She looks into his patchwork eyes and looks into his heart
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| Then tries to find a song to ease his pain
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| Then she sings «Faded Love"until the sunny sky grows dark
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| And his tears are falling in the summer rain
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| And she’s singing to the scarecrow
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| Dancing through the fields
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| With a kitten named Bojangles in her arms
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| Trying to let the whole world know
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| How wonderful it feels
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| To be here on this south Kentucky farm
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| Singing to the Scarecrow
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| Now that little girl is grown
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| She’s in a band out on the road
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| She left those green Kentucky fields behind
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| But she sings herself back home
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| When she’s at the microphone
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| And she smiles that funny smile and shuts her eyes
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| She’s still singing to the scarecrow
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| Trying to let the whole world know
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| How wonderful it feels
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| To be there on that south Kentucky farm
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| Singing to the Scarecrow
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| Singing to the scarecrow
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| Singing to the scarecrow |