Scarecrow Song

The songs you sing are meaningless

The words you say are wrong.

Your Saturday nights they are sober

And your Sundays are too long

Your lucky days are over

Your lucky days are gone

You've cast away your coloured coat

The illusions seemed too strong

Now in the wintery season

You can hear the Scarecrow Song

Your lucky days are over

Your lucky days are gone

The bells have all stopped their ringing

The music sounded wrong.

And now the only song, worth singing

Is the sad old Scarecrow Song

Your lucky days are over

Your lucky days are gone