时间：2005-01-01
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Rain On The Scarecrow (1997/Live In Bellmont Mall Studios) - John Mellencamp
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
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
For your soul tonight
And grandma's on the front porch
Swing with a Bible in her hand
Sometimes I hear her singing
"Take me to the Promised Land"
When you take away a man's dignity
He can't work his fields and cows
There'll be blood on the
Scarecrow Blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Well there's ninety-seven crosses
Planted in the courthouse yard
Ninety-seven families who lost
Ninety-seven farms
I think about my grandpa and
My neighbors and my name
And some nights I feel like dyin'
Like that scarecrow in the rain
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
This land fed a nation This land
Made me proud
And Son I'm just sorry they're
Just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow Blood on the plow
