See Adamâ??s apple sitting on top of his head?
Itâ??s not there for a target, go shoot at somebody else.
It fell from the treetops
And now he know just what itâ??s like to fall down.
Now heâ??s a genius, a genius.

And now heâ??s food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but heâ??ll take his chance
And heâ??ll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed
Right down to his apple core.
Though his bagâ??s getting empty heâ??s already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.

Look even closer, watch as he sings and he drinks.
See Adamâ??s apple, see how it rises and sinks.
Thatâ??s how his luck goes
But just give him a note and heâ??ll make a chord
And every so often a whole song.

And now heâ??s food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but heâ??ll take his chance
And heâ??ll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed
Right down to his apple core.
Though his bagâ??s getting empty heâ??s already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.

Keep the faith and walk donâ??t crawl though.
Cynics never care at all (strings may break and hopes may fall)(repeat)

And now heâ??s food for a flock of birds
And a bed of ants but heâ??ll take his chance
And heâ??ll keep the faith.
He reminds me of Johnny Appleseed Right down to his apple core.
Though his bagâ??s getting empty heâ??s already won.
Planted dreams are behind him growing in the sun.
Though his bagâ??s getting empty heâ??s already won.