John cougar songs mud on the plow
John cougar songs mud on the plow
John cougar songs mud on the plow baby.
"Rain on the Scarecrow"
by John Cougar Mellencamp
"Rain on the Scarecrow"
Scarecrow on a wooden cross; blackbird in the barn;
Four-hundred empty acres that used to be my farm.
I grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa cleared this land;
When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand.
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow;
This land fed a nation, this land made me proud;
And, son, I'm just sorry there's no legacy for you now .
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Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow;
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loans;
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers Bank foreclosed.
Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land;
He said John it's just my job and I hope you understand.
Hey, calling it your job, ol' hoss, sure don't make it right,
But if you want me to I'll say a prayer f