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Tales from the Scarecrow Man Lyrics
I'm the Scarecrowman, I'm swingin'
swingin'-I'm the Scarecrowman,
swingin' swingin' from the hangin'
tree-the clock-clock-clock
on the wall is ticking away
my time-the sentence is
past, now I'm paying for my
crimes-I reach out-out for the
hands of time, but they're
out of reach-I said I reach out-
out for the setting sun but
it's out-gone out of my reach-
the dust in the wind is blowing its
way back to Horror Hill-little girls
voodoo dolly sitting-on the windows sill-
the broken glass sparkles in the light-sign
on the door tells me No One Home Tonight-
Said I'm the Scarecrowman wasting
away and I'm swingin' swingin'
on the hangin' tree
swingin'-I'm the Scarecrowman,
swingin' swingin' from the hangin'
tree-the clock-clock-clock
on the wall is ticking away
my time-the sentence is
past, now I'm paying for my
crimes-I reach out-out for the
hands of time, but they're
out of reach-I said I reach out-
out for the setting sun but
it's out-gone out of my reach-
the dust in the wind is blowing its
way back to Horror Hill-little girls
voodoo dolly sitting-on the windows sill-
the broken glass sparkles in the light-sign
on the door tells me No One Home Tonight-
Said I'm the Scarecrowman wasting
away and I'm swingin' swingin'
on the hangin' tree
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Submitted by
ack0m3ga On May 10, 2008
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You copied this from getalyric, didn't you? It's about the only site that has the lyrics right. Still can't find Black Friday and Dead or Alive. >_< Here's a version that's a bit prettier, with some words changed and added to go along with the song:
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I said I'm the Scarecrow Man; I'm swingin' swingin' I said I'm the Scarecrow Man; I'm swingin' swingin' from the hangin' tree
The clock clock clock on the wall Is ticking away my time The sentence was passed, now I'm paying for my crimes
I reach out, out For the hands of time, But they're out, of my reach I said I reach out, out For the setting sun But it's out, gone out of my reach [ow]
The dust in the wind Is blowing its way back to Horror Hill A little girl, voodoo dolly sitting on the window sill The broken glass sparkles in the light Sign on the door tells me, tells me no one's, No One Home Tonight
But I said I'm the Scarecrow Man; I'm wasting, wasting away And I'm swingin' swingin' on the hangin' tree
[away]