(John Mellencamp/George M. Green)
Scarecrow on a wooden cross, blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did, my grandpa cleared this land
When I was five I walked the fence while Grandpa held my hand
CHORUS
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
This land fed a nation, this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry there's no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the
I Can't Give You Anything lyrics

You better know what you want
You know how little I got
I can't give you anything

You think I'm real cute
But who's gonna briing home the loot?
Make up your mind about
Hope you don't doubt, that
I can't give y
 scarecrow, blood on the plow
The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loan
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farmers Bank foreclosed
Called my old friend Schepman up to auction off the land
He said John it's just my job and I hope you understand
Well calling it your job ol' hoss sure don't make it right
But if you want me to I'll say a prayer for your soul tonight
And Grandma's on the front porch with a Bible in her hand
Sometimes i hear her singing,
Band-Aid lyrics

you said your going to get drunk tonight
well, i could have told you that much girl
your are going to go out with the boys tonight
well, i already know
and you said your not better for them then for any other guy
just beca
 "Take me to the Promised Land."
When you take away a man's dignity he can't work his fields and cows
There'll be blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Well there's ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard
Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms
I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name
And some nights I feel like dyin' like that scarecrow in the rain
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
This land fed
Make It Ruff, Make It Smooth lyrics

[Intro: K-Dee, Ice Cube]

hey yo cube
MAKE IT RUFF
cube check it out
whassup?
yo this bitch was suckin my dick, you know what i told her?
what?
make the music with ya mouth biiiyaaatch!
hahahaha, bab
 a nation, this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
THis land fed a nationk this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry they're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow
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