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

Sad