Song of the Corn

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Out in the field when the first has been born Folks sing a song, song of the corn Late in the day when the secrets are sworn Folks tell a tale, tale of the corn [Verse 2] I heard a commotion one late afternoon Someone was singing a funeral tune As I lay watching them hoist up the cross Something was burning, something was lost [Verse 3] Could you believe what the scarecrow had seen? Folks come to fall down to their knees Rumours of strangers been buried alive Black bats and barnyards, chills at my spine