Ninety-four degrees as far as the eye can see
Corn is blowing 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, the stars come out
I look out across this land
I�proud of what I do
But I bet I�a lot like you
I wanna be more than who I am
One of these days
I�gonna run
I�gonna leave these fields behind to find what�over the horizon
One of these days
I�gonna go
When you look at me you aren�gonna see a scarecrow
It�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�gonna do when I climb down off this pole
One of these days
I�gonna run
I�gonna leave these fields behind to find what�over the horizon
One of these days
I�gonna go
When you look at me you aren�gonna see a scarecrow
One of these days
I�gonna run
I�gonna leave these fields behind to find what�over the horizon
One of these days
I�gonna go
When you look at me you aren�gonna see a scarecrow
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