Introducing my friend from the fields
You don't have much money, you know how it feels
Down at the heels, chasing the blackbirds away
Uh huh, uh huh, forever
Uh huh, forever now
Hi'falutin', I've got my turnips and peels
Don't have no shovel, you know how it feels
Down at the heels, chasing the blackbirds away
Old scarecrow getting nearer and near
Well, he could be a schizo or maybe a queer
We won't know 'till we get it