Scarecrow In The Garden
Chris Stapleton Lyrics

Well, he came from Northern Ireland
He originates from Northern Ireland

Searching for the free man's ground
He was in search of a land where one can feel free without constraints

And he came to bet his fortune
He had the intention of staking everything he had

On a West Virginia plow
His bet was based on his farming capabilities in West Virginia

He built a house of timber
He constructed a wooden house with his own skillset

And raised a redhead son
He brought up his son as a farmer, in his family's footsteps

Then they worked the land together
The father-son duo toiled together and cultivated the land

And prayed the rain would come
They hoped for adequate rainfall for their crops to grow better

There's a scarecrow in the garden
In the garden, there is a figure made up of straw to scare away the birds

That looks like Lucifer
It resembles the devil, known as Lucifer

And I've been reading Revelations
He has been reading biblical revelations, which has been pondering him a lot

With my bare feet in the river
All this while, he's been sitting at the riverbank with his feet in the water

Well, the redhead son got older
As time elapsed, his son aged

And took a brown-eyed wife
He got married to a woman with brown eyes

And the fields were green as dollars
The crops in the fields yielded good harvests, and the fields were full of growth

'Cause the dirt was black as night
The black-colored soil was the reason behind the fertile land

I came in late September
In late September, the artist entered the picture

The youngest one of three
He is the last of three siblings in the family

And my sisters off and married
His sisters are married and settled

So the land was left to me
As a bachelor, the land was passed over to him

There's a scarecrow in the garden
In the garden, a figure made of straw frightens off the birds

That looks like Lucifer
The scarecrow resembles the devil a.k.a Lucifer

And I've been reading Revelations
Reading biblical revelations has kept him occupied

With my bare feet in the river
As he reads, he's been sitting at the riverbank with his feet in the water

I know every single fence-post
He knows every fence-post in the yard well

Every rock that goes around
Each rock encircling the yard, he knows of it

I've been staring at the red oak
He's been gazing at a red oak tree

Where I know they'll lay me down
Where he is certain he'll be laid to rest

The fields ain't what they once were
The soil that was once fertile isn't anymore

The rains just seem to flood
It's been raining a lot, causing floods instead of benefiting the land

And I've been thinking about that river
He's been considering the effects of the river on the land and the people

Wondering how it turns to blood
He's puzzled on how the river could turn blood-red, in biblical reference

I've been sitting here all morning
All morning he's been sitting at the same spot

I was sitting here all night
He had been sitting in the spot all night long, for hours

There's a bible in my left hand
In his left hand, he is clutching a bible with his fingers

And a pistol in my right
In his right hand, he's grasping a pistol tight, for personal safety reasons.