Rain On The Scarecrow-John Cougar Mellencamp +Lyrics Chords

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I'm going to sing a little bit of it.
Scarecrow [E] on a wooden [F#m] cross, blackbird in a barn, 400-inch [E] acres, [F#m] that used to be my farm.
Grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa [E] cleared his land.
[F#m] When I was five, I [E] walked the fence while grandpa held my hand.
[D] _ Rain on the [E] scarecrow, blood on the plow, [D] this land fed a nation, [E] this land made me proud.
Son, I'm sorry, [D] there's more legacy for [F#m] you now.
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow, rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
Crops that grew last summer weren't enough to pay your loan.
Goodbye to seed and plant, just springing from the bank. _
Called my old friend Shipman up to auction off the land.
He said, John, [A] it's just my job and I hope you understand.
[F#m] They calling it your job, oh horse, you don't need to [A] brag.
If you want me to, I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight.
_ [D] Grandma's on the front [E] porch with a Bible in her [D] hand.
Sometimes I hear her singing, [E] take me to the promised land.
Take away a man's dignity, I [D] want to work his fields [F#m] and cows.
Blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow, blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] It's 97 [A] crosses [C#] planted in the coal-dashed [A]
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[F#m] 97 _ [A] families who lost 97. _
[E] [F#m] I think about [A] my grandpa, [E] my neighbors and my name.
[F#m] It's a night to [C#m] feel like dying, like a scarecrow.
[D] Rain on the scarecrow, [E] _ blood on the plow, [D] this land fed a nation, [E] this land made me so proud.
And son, I'm just sorry, [D] but this memory's for you [F#m] now.
_ Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow, rain on the scarecrow, blood on the [D] plow.
Rain on the scarecrow, [E] blood on the plow, [D] this land fed a nation, [E] this land made me so proud.
And son, I'm sorry, [D] but this memory's for you [F#m] now.
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