Wait until the sun goes down

The scarecrow could hardly wait until the sun went down He would climb off his post and twirl around and around The corn stalks loved watching the pumpkin-head dance He trotted and marched, and then did kind of a prance But before The Browns, his farmers, woke up for the day He climbed back on the post and proceeded to stay He figured they might have heart attacks if they were to see The dancing diva scarecrow swirling wild and free