Scarecrow

He trembles in the bitter wind Until it's time for us to speak Whilst others here are sleeping sound I'll slip away by floorboard creak Upon the hill he'll hear my secrets Shock the colours to bleach inside Whilst others there are sleeping sound Just we two will confide Listen to his body moan Make a wish and send us home To spin the gold and silver stitches We can turn his rags to riches With frosty jack on fingernail Thro' shoe black smile he'll tell-a-tale Come whisper thro' your lips of straw A moment torn forevermore Listen to his body groan Make a wish to send us home To spin the gold and silver stitches We can turn his rags to riches My so-called friends say you're not alive I'll bake their bones for telling lies Then pull the pastry from the pie And pour the gravy in their eye Listen to his body moan Make a wish and send us home To spin the gold and silver stitches We can turn his rags to riches