Johnny Appleseed

Lord, there goes Johnny Appleseed

He might pass by in the hour of need

There's a lot of souls

A lot of souls

Ain't drinking from no well locked in a factory

Hey, look, there goes

Hey, look there goes

If you're after getting the honey

Then you don't go killing all the bees

Lord, there goes Martin Luther King

Notice how the door closes when the chimes of freedom ring

I hear what you're saying

I hear what he's saying

Is what was true now no longer so

Hey, I hеar what you're saying

Hey, I hear what hе's saying

If you're after getting the honey

Then you don't go killing all the bees

What the people are saying

And we know every road, go

What the people are saying

There ain't no berries on the trees

Let the summertime sun

Fall on the apple, fall on the apple

Lord, there goes a Buick '49

Black sheep of the angels riding, riding down the line

We think there is a soul but we don't know

That soul is hard to find

Hey, down along the road

Hey, down along the road

If you're after getting the honey

Then you don't go killing all the bees

It's what the people are saying

It's what the people are saying

It's what the people are saying

No berries on the trees

What the people are saying

What the people are saying

I'm checking out the honey, Joe

So I don't go killing all the bees