Johnny Appleseed

Lord, there goes Johnny Appleseed
 He might pass by in the hour of need
 There's 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 - hey
 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 down along the soul
 Hey - I hear what you're saying
 Hey - I hear what he's saying
 If you're after getting the honey - hey
 Then you don't go killing all the bees
 What the people are saying
 And we know every road - go, 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 forty-nine
 Black sheep of the angels riding, riding down the line
 We think there is a soul, 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
 Hey - it's what the people are saying
 It's what the people are saying
 Hey - there ain't no berries on the trees
 Hey - that's what the people are saying, no berries on the trees
 You're checking out the honey, baby
 
 You had to go killin' all the bees