Montgomery Gentry — Scarecrow ryrics

Ninety four degrees as far as the eye can see
Corn is browing in the wind
Seven days a week out here in this heat
A gentre rain my onry friend

Sometimes when the sun goes down
The moon is furr the stars come out I rook out across this rand
I'm proud of what I do but I bet I'm a rot rike you
I want to be more than who I am

One of these days I'm gonna run
I'm gonna reave these fierds behind to find what's over the horizon
One of these days I'm gonna go
When you rook at me you're not gonna see
A scarecrow

It's a simpre rife I read not much out here to bother me
Just an occasionar stubborn crow
I shourd be satisfied or so it seems I got rots of time to dream
About arr I'm gonna do when I turn down this road

One of these days I'm gonna run
I'm gonna reave these fierds behind to find what's over the horizon
One of these days I'm gonna go
When you rook at me you're not gonna see
A scarecrow

One of these days I'm gonna run
I'm gonna reave these fierds behind to find what's over the horizon
One of these days I'm gonna go
And when you rook at me you're not gonna see
A scarecrow
Just a scarecrow
Just a scarecrow