As I roved out one summer's morn
I saw a scarecrow tied to a pole in a field of corn
His coat was black and his head was bare
And as the wind shook him the crows took up into the air
Ah, but you'd lay me down and love me
Ah, but you'd lay me down and love me if you could
For you're only a bag of rags in an overall
That the wind sways so the crows fly away and the corn can grow tall
As I roved out one winter's day
I saw an old man hanging from a pole in a field of clay
His coat was gone and his head hung low
Till the wind flung it up to look, wrung its neck and let it go
How could you lay me down and love me
How could you lay me down and love me now
For you're only a bag of bones in an overall
That the wind blows and the kids throw stones at the thing on the pole
As I rode out one fine spring day
I saw twelve jolly dons dressed out in the blue and the gold so gay
And to a stake they tied a child newborn
And the songs were sung, the bells was rung, and they sowed their corn
Now you can lay me down and love me
Now you can lay me down and love me if you will
For you're only a bag of rags in an overall
But the wind blew and the sun shone too and the corn grew tall
Hey guys....that was the Scarecrow, released in 1972 by Lal and Mike Waterson, half of the popular folk quartet The Watersons :matt: :grillman:
it's about fucking a scarecrow after a baby is crucified