94 degrees
as far as the eye can see
corn is blowin' in the wind
seven days a week
out here in this heat
a gentle rain my only friend
sometimes when the sun goes down
the moon is full and the stars come out
i look out across this land
i'm proud of what i do
but i bet i'm a lot like you
i wanna be more than who i am
[chorus]
one of these days
i'm gonna run
i'm gonna leave these feilds behind to find what's over the
horizon
one of these days
i'm gonna go
when you look at me you're not gonna see
a scarecrow
it's a simple life i lead
not much out here to bother me
just an occasional stubborn crow
i should be satisfied or so it seems
but i've lots of time to dream
about all i'm gonna do when i climb down off this pole
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