Barbed wire stretches across the sky 
of the Wyoming plains. 

Keeps them critters in and 
those who don't belong here
out.

No need for Scare Crows here, cause there ain't no crops,
no birds to peck. 

Sunrise--
a distant pile of clothes appeared
stretched out to dry 
on that barbed wire clothes line. 

No. 
It's only a lonely scarecrow in the plains
hung on wire with birds circling overhead.  

Can't be
No need for scarecrows here! 

There ain't no crops and no birds to peck. 

We only need to keep our critters in 
and those who don't belong here out.

Turned out to be young Matthew strung out here over night 

On a clothes line of iron with his blood left to dry  

Remember we need no scare crows here, 
cause we ain't got no crops,
and no birds to peck.

We only need barbed wire to keep our critters in
and those who don't belong here out. 
You hear!