Rain On The Scarecrow Chords by John Mellencamp

Well, the government wants to talk about, they want to keep giving more loans and more loans.
That's all, seems like that's all they've got in their head.
We don't need another loan, we need a good price.
Just another farm loan, that's just another payment we gotta make and we can't afford to do that.
I think the politicians are playing games with us, you know.
It don't cost them anything to change the rule, you know, and embargo another country.
All they want is cheap food, which I can see that.
They don't take the farm rent into consideration at all.
Just sick of working 10 or 12 hours a day or more and just breaking even if you're lucky, if you're real good.
If I had to start all over, if I knew what I was going to be like when I got out of high school, I probably wouldn't have done it.
You want to buy a farm?
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_ Scarecrow _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ on a [E] wooden [F#m] cross, blackbird in the barn.
_ 400 inch [E] acres, [F#m] it used to be my [E] farm.
[F#m] Grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa built this land.
When I was five I walked [E] the fence while grandpa held [A] my [D] hand.
Rain on the [E] scarecrow, blood on the plow.
[D] This land fed a nation, [E] this land made me proud.
Son, I'm just sorry [D] there's no legacy for you [F#m] now.
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
Crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loan.
Couldn't buy the seed we planted springing from the fence.
_ Called my old friend Shetman up, talking off the land.
He said, John, it's just [A] my job and I hope you [E] understand.
[F#m] They calling it your job, oh harsh, you don't make it right.
If you want me to, [A] I'll say a prayer for your son.
_ _ [D] Grandma was on the front [E] porch, holding the Bible in her [Bm] hand.
Sometimes I [A] hear her singing, to [E] the promised land.
Take away man's dignity, [D] for that's what he's worth.
[F#m] _ Blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
Blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
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[F#m] _ _ _ [C#m] [F#m] Ha!
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[C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] Ninety-seven [A] crosses, [C#] planted in the courthouse [A] yard.
[E] _ [F#m] Ninety-seven [A].
[E] families, who lost [A] ninety-seven [E] farms.
[F#m] I sing about [A] my grandpa, [C#m] my neighbors and [A] my [E] name.
[F#m] Some nights I [A] feel like [E] dying, like [F#m] a scarecrow [A] in the rain.
[D] _ Rain on the [E] scarecrow, blood on the [D] plow.
This land for the nation, [E] this land made me proud.
And son, I'm just sorry [D] those memories hold [F#m] you now.
_ Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
[D] _ Rain on the [E] scarecrow, blood on the [D] plow.
This land for the nation, [E] this land made me so proud.
And son, I'm just sorry [Bm] those [D] memories hold you [F#m] now.
_ Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow.
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