See Adam`s apple sitting on top of his head?
It`s not there for a target, go shoot at somebody else.
It fell from the treetops
And now he know just what it`s like to fall down.
Now he`s a genius, a genius.
And now he`s food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but he`ll take his chance
And he`ll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed
Right down to his apple core.
Though his bag`s getting empty he`s already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.
Look even closer, watch as he sings and he drinks.
See Adam`s apple, see how it rises and sinks.
That`s how his luck goes
But just give him a note and he`ll make a chord
And every so often a whole song.
And now he`s food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but he`ll take his chance
And he`ll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed
Right down to his apple core.
Though his bag`s getting empty he`s already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.
Keep the faith and walk don`t crawl though.
Cynics never care at all (strings may break and hopes may fall)(repeat)
And now he`s food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but he`ll take his chance
And he`ll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed Right down to his apple core.
Though his bag`s getting empty he`s already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.
Though his bag`s getting empty he`s already won.