I'm the Scarecrowman, I'm swingin' Swingin' I'm the Scarecrowman, Swingin' swingin' from the hangin' Tree the clock-clock-clock On the wall is ticking away My time-the sentence is Past, now I'm paying for my Crimes-I reach out-out for the Hands of time, but they're Out of reach I said I reach out Out for the setting sun but It's out gone out of my reach The dust in the wind is blowing its Way back to Horror Hill little girls Voodoo dolly sitting-on the windows sill The broken glass sparkles in the light sign On the door tells me no one home tonight Said I'm the Scarecrowman wasting Away and I'm swingin' swingin' On the hangin' tree