Chris Stapleton

Scarecrow In The Garden

Chris Stapleton

Written by Matt Fleener/Brice Long/Chris Stapleton
Keyboard chords Easy level
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[Intro     ]
 


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Well he came from Northern Ireland 
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Searching for the free man's ground 
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And he came to bet his fortune 
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On a West Virginia plow 

 
 


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He built a house of timber 
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And raised a redhead son 
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Then they worked the land together 
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And prayed the rain would come 



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There's a scarecrow in the garden 
     G          Am 
That looks like Lucifer 
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And I've been reading Revelations 
        G                Am 
With my bare feet in the river 


 


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Well the redhead's son got older 
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And took a brown eyed wife 
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And the fields were green as dollars 
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Cause the dirt was black as night 


 



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I came in late September 
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The youngest one of three 
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And my sisters off and married 
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So the land was left to me 


           F               C 
There's a scarecrow in the garden 
     G          Am 
That looks like Lucifer 
              F              Am 
And I've been reading Revelations 
        G                Am 
With my bare feet in the river 


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I know every single fencepost 
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Every rock that goes around 
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I've been staring at the red oak 
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Where I know they'll lay me down 


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The fields ain't what they once were 
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The rains just seem to flood 
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And I've been thinking about that river 
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Wondering how it turned to blood 

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I've been sitting here all morning 
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I was sitting here all night 
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There's a bible in my left hand 
       G            Am 
And a pistol in my right

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