Don't Wake the Scarecrow by The Felice Brothers

arranged by Craig Leinoff

(NC)      D                    
Would you love me
   D                     Bm 
if I told you I was born upstream?
   Bm                     G 
If I told you I come from money -- white money --
          D
Would you love me?
          D
Would you love me? 


            D
Well, I was born down
     D                     Bm 
By a bad little river in a poor town
         D                      G
Where an indian-giver'd leave a board out -- it said "Boarding House" --
          D
Call him "Scarecrow"
        D
He kept whores around


        D
And I'd go there
D                       Bm
I'd wait my turn on the broke stairs
                             G
And get me the girl with the gold hair -- Aw, yeah --
           D
Leave your clothes there
       D
On the folding chair


        D
In that cold room
D                                 Bm                    
Your breath would twist just like ghosts do
Bm                            G                     G
You said, "Call me Dorothy in red shoes" -- And the be-e-d moved --
          D
Yeah, the bed moved
    D
The bed moved


    G                A                   D
Oh, Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight


          D
Well, the men would come in
     D                        Bm
It's hard living right giving head when
    Bm                      G               G
The sad days of winter have set in, and the medicine
      D
for a mannequin
   D
is heroin

D                D
And I'd find you there in the bath
     D                      Bm
We'd cook up your shit in a tin can
    Bm                     G
And you started calling me "Tin Man", and we made plans
   D
to begin again
D
Begin again


            D
You saved a C note
            D           Bm
Told me you felt like a seagull
           Bm          G             G
Told me to meet at the depot, with a needle
     D
Then baby, we'd go
D
To Reno

                  D
Where you'd be my desert dove
                D           Bm
And we'd find a way to make better love
Bm                          G                      G
Said, "Baby, that's how the West was won", and the blood-red sun
          D
Yeah, the blood-red sun
        D
And the blood, red...


G                A                   D                A
Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight


(Solo)
Bm   Cm
Bm   Cm
Bm   Cm
Cm   G    A


          D
Well, the man cries,
D                        Bm
"Who gives a damn when a tramp dies?" 
    Bm                       G                     G
But I loved you there in the lamp light, with your bare thighs
        D
And the halo
        D
of your hair alive


           D
And all my life long
D                         Bm
I'll never shake off your siren song
    Bm                     G                   G
And all of your talk about dying young with an iron lung
         D     
And that cra-zy
A
Way


          Bm
You said, "Simon,
                A
I think I might stay here with Scarecrow tonight
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Simon, I think I'm gonna stay here with Scarecrow to - night."