RAIN ON THE SCARECROW

LEVEL 5A · 105 BPM · John Mellencamp

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TAKE IT OFF THE SCREEN

Print the sheet for the piano stand, or load the MIDI into any app and practise at your own tempo.

HOW TO PLAY

1Put your right thumb on middle C. Most beginner songs stay under five fingers — you never move your hand.
2Set the speed down and turn CLICK on. Press each key exactly when the note reaches the line.
3Loop the bar that keeps breaking until it feels easy, then add the left hand and take the speed back up.

LYRICS

(F#m)Scare crow on a wood en cross, black bird in the barn,

four hun dred emp ty a cres that used to be my farm.

I grew up like my dad dy did, my Grand pa cleared this land.

and When I was five I walked the fence while Grand pa held my hand.

Rain on the scare crow, blood on the plow; this (D)land fed a na tion, this (E)land made me proud.

And son, I’m just sor ry there’s no (D)leg a cy for you now.

Rain on the (A)scare (E)crow, blood on the plow.

The crops we grew last sum mer were n’t e nough to pay the loans, could n’t buy the seed to plant this spring and the Farm ers Bank fore closed.

Called my old friend, Schep man, up to auc tion off the land; he said, “John, it’s just my job, and I hope you un der stand.” Hey, call ing it your job, ol’ hoss, sure don’t make it right, but if you want me to I’ll say a prayer for your soul to night.