Palm muted w/ a Bo Diddley beat{dat dadat dadat - dadat dat}
Intro: (ride the )
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
What the people are saying There ain't no berries on the trees
{QUIETLY}
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 the road Hey - down 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