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
