Johnny Appleseed
Johnny Appleseed was a travelin' man,
Kivered his head with a cookin' plan.
Never seemed to a-bothered him none,
Trampin' them trails 'neath the blazin' sun.
He traveled this great land o' our'n
Following' his goal, never tirin'.
He flung them apple seeds far and wide.
Looked like it must a-been a thing a pride
Seein' them trees beginnin' to bear
Way off in the future somewhere.
He was a good man, so they say,
Did his work without no pay.
Lean and lank as a two by four
Walked every day 'till his feet was sore.
What'ere he had, he jes made do.
He gave no mind to his duds nor looks,
Never heard tell he wrote no books,
But I do hear tell he wuz kind and good,
Loved every creature in the whole durn wood;
Even one time when bit by a snake,
Said, "not his fault, 'twas my mistake!"
They ain't makin' 'em like him no more;
Jes look round, you'll see fer shore.
Couldn't bear to be beholden to none.
Laid down in peace when the day wuz done.
Yep, I'd a-liked to a knowed that man,
We'd a talked a spell 'bout his seedin' plan,
Where he went to get his seed,
Did he find enuff to meet his need?
Would he do it again if he had the chance
A wearin' them seven pair a pants?
What's he think 'bout the water not clean?
Mos' sad sight I bet he'd seen.
Does breathin' the air tenda make him sick?
He'd wanta leave this place right quick.
Kinda think it best he was a livin' then,
'Fore things got in the shape they's in.
