Chris Stapleton - Scarecrow in the garden

Well he ^C#mcame from Northern Ire^Eland Searchi^C#mng for the free man's g^Eround And he c^C#mame to bet his fortu^Ene On a ^BWest Virginia pl^C#mow ^{B C#m} He bui^C#mlt a house of timb^Eer And ra^C#mised a redhead s^Eon Then they wo^C#mrked the land togeth^Eer And pr^Bayed the rain would c^C#mome

There's a sc^Aarecrow in the ga^Erden That lo^Boks like Lucif^C#mer And I've been ^Areading Revelati^C#mons With my b^Bare feet in the d^C#mirt

Well the red^C#mhead's son got ol^Eder And to^C#mok a brown eyed wi^Efe And the fi^C#melds were green as dol^Elars Cause the di^Brt was black as ni^C#mght I ^C#mcame in late Septe^Ember

The yo^C#mungest one of th^Eree And my s^C#misters off and mar^Eried So the la^Bnd was left ^C#mto me

There's a sc^Aarecrow in the ga^Erden That lo^Boks like Luci^C#mfer And I've been^A reading Revelati^C#mons With my b^Bare feet in the d^C#mirt

I know ev^Bery single fencepost Every r^Aock that goes aro^C#mund I've been st^Baring at the red oak Where I k^Anow they'll lay me d^C#mown

The ^C#mfields ain't what they o^Ence were The r^C#mains just seem to f^Elood And I've been t^C#mhinking about that ri^Ever Wondering ^Bhow it turns to ^C#mblood

I've been^C#m sitting here all m^Eorning I was ^C#msitting here all n^Eight There's a^C#m bible in my left h^Eand And a ^Bpistol in my r^C#might