"At The Border, Guy" Lyrics

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