The Other Me

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Christian Probst - Pop, Musicals

The Other Me

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[JOHNNY] My Ma likes to mother me Pa likes to scold It ain't right to smother me I'm sixteen years old They call me "Foolish Johnny" I ain't meant for factory life Deep down, I know 'Cause someone's been callin' me Whisperin' low "Foolish Johnny" He's sayin', "Foolish Johnny It's time to go" Maybe John Chapman won't amount to nothin' But I know someone else who'll be just fine The other me inside of me The me they never see The other me was born to roam Alone and wild and free! And maybe John Chapman's stuck in Massachusetts But I know someone else who can't stay still The other me inside of me I think he might explode He's ready, ready for the road! The other me ain't foolish He's smart as he can be The other me likes apples And apples are the key Pioneers need apples To help them all survive And I grow better apples Than any man alive So I'll roam the wild frontier And I'll breathe the open air And I'll grow God's great golden apples God's red ruby apples God's green, gorgeous apples Everywhere, everywhere! And maybe John Chapman oughta be more "prudent" But someone else is screamin', "Don't you dare!" The other me inside of me My faithful friend and guide He can't stay hidden, locked away And buried deep inside And now that the other me is takin' over Surely I oughta give the man a name The other me inside of me What to call him? Let me see, hmm Ah, yes, indeed John Chapman may not succeed But I will, guaranteed Call me Johnny Appleseed!

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  • Peter Foley