Interpret:

Pink Floyd

Album:

The Piper at the Gates of Dawn

The black and green scarecrow 
As ev'ryone knows 
Stood with a bird on his hat and 
straw everywhere 
He didn't care 
He stood in a field where barley grows 


His head did no thinking, his arms didn't move 
Except when the wind cut up rough 
And mice ran around on the ground 
He stood in a field where barley grows 


The black and green scarecrow 
Was sadder than me 
But now he's resigned to his fate 
Cause life's not unkind 
He doesn't mind 
He stood in a field where barley grows