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