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 now no longer so
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 beesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
