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Lord, there goes |
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Johnny Appleseed |
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He might pass by in the hour of need |
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There's a lot of souls |
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Ain't drinking from no well locked in a factory |
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Hey - look there goes |
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Hey - look there goes |
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If you're after getting the honey - hey |
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Then you don't go killing all the bees |
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Lord, there goes |
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Martin Luther |
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King Notice how the door closes when the chimes of freedom ring |
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I hear what you're saying, |
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I hear what he's saying * |
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Is what was true now no longer so |
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Hey - I hear what you're saying |
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Hey - I hear what he's saying |
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If you're after getting the honey - hey |
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Then you don't go killing all the bees |
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What the people are saying |
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And we know every road - go, go |
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What the people are saying |
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There ain't no berries on the trees |
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Let the summertime sun |
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Fall on the apple - fall on the apple |
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Lord, there goes a |
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Buick forty-nine |
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Black sheep of the angels riding, riding down the line |
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We think there is a soul, we don't know |
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That soul is hard to find |
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Hey - down along the road |
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Hey - down along the road |
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If you're after getting the honey |
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Then you don't go killing all the bees |
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Hey - it's what the people are saying |
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It's what the people are saying |
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Hey - there ain't no berries on the trees |
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Hey - that's what the people are saying, no berries on the trees |
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You're checking out the honey, baby |
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You had to go killin' all the bees |
