94 degrees and as far as the eye can see Corn is blowin' in the wind Seven days a week out here in this heat A gentle rain my only friend Sometimes when the sun goes down The moon is full and the stars come out I look out across this land I'm proud of what I do But I bet I'm a lot like you I wanna be more than who I am One of these days I'm gonna run I'm gonna leave these fields behind To find what's over the horizon One of these days I'm gonna go When you look at me You're not gonna see A scarecrow It's a simple life I lead Not much out here to bother me Just an occasional stubborn crow I should be satisfied or so it seems But I got lots of time to dream About all I'm gonna see A scarecrow Chorus