Johnny Appleweed

He's Johnny Appleweed
He drops his little seeds
He's a friend of a friend and a friend indeed
He's Johnny Appleweed.

He sows his seeds all over the ground
But he digs a little deeper on the Indian mounds
He's got pots of clay and a pot on his head
He's got a little sweetie and her hairs are red

They're going to spread the dirt and the joy around
And even when they're gone there'll be more in the ground
Ever so fertile is the dirt in the rain
Little Johnny's smoking and he’s calling her name

He's Johnny Appleweed
He drops his little seeds
He's a friend of a friend and a friend indeed
He's Johnny Appleweed.

With his blood shot eyes and a pet raccoon
He goes to MT. Vernon by the light of the moon
With a burlap sack full of nature's best
And a strong dislike for a urine test

While his probation officer is turning her head
He drops a few seeds in her flower bed
He's waging his war on the old policy
And puffing on the pipe that was made for peace

He's off into the sunset on a mighty steed
He gives him an apple and his proper feed
He's living for tomorrow as his fortunes grow
He knows your going to like what he loves to sow

'Cause he's Johnny Appleweed
He drops his little seeds
He's a friend of a friend and a friend indeed
He's Johnny Appleweed.