I used to know this old scarecrow
My joy and sorrow
Cast alone between the furrows
No longer sown by anyone
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
Beneath these branches
I once wrote such childish words for you
I held a dandelion
When summer burned the earth again
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
No longer sown by anyone
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
Sad, so sad
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