Testo Adam's Apple Pain American Band
Now heâs a genius, a genius.
And now heâs food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but heâll take his chance
And heâll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed
Right down to his apple core.
Though his bagâs getting empty heâs already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.
Look even closer, watch as he sings and he drinks.
See Adamâs apple, see how it rises and sinks.
Thatâs how his luck goes
But just give him a note and heâll make a chord
And every so often a whole song.
And now heâs food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but heâll take his chance
And heâll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed
Right down to his apple core.
Though his bagâs getting empty heâs already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.
Keep the faith and walk donât crawl though.
Cynics never care at all (strings may break and hopes may fall)(repeat)
And now heâs food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but heâll take his chance
And heâll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed Right down to his apple core.
Though his bagâs getting empty heâs already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.
Though his bagâs getting empty heâs already won.