Testi:
Garth Brooks Scarecrow

My older brother Tommy was a lineman rest his soul His job was hanging hot wire on them high-line power poles Every morning bright and early he'd climb

Twenty-five minutes past quitting time Seven of us crammed into that truck of mine Paying no attention to them highway signs Going 90 mile an hour toward

different horse to ride I'd be back to make the rodeo in Waco But that was long before I saw those dark brown eyes With long black hair and English bad and broken

Honey I know you got a good job Out there making all that dough They keep late working that overtime And I don't ever see you no more Guess your not

She was born in Kansas City, raised in Arkansas Fell in love with an "ex-Marine" She already had three babies; he had one of his own They came together

How do I love you Well let me see I love you like a lyric loves a melody Baby, completely Wrapped up in you How do I need you Can't you tell I need

Rain on the roof and time on my hands It sure seemed quiet out there in radio land They call me at the all-night station Make their special dedications

B double, E double R U N Twenty-five minutes past quiting time Seven of us crammed into that truck of mine Payin' no attention to them highway signs (

There's a little girl out lying on her own She's got a broken heart She's not the kind to keep you down for long She knows and plays it smart And if