Well I swan. I didn't know

[Johnny sits under a tree with his eyes closed and a smile on his face. The angel appears] Johnny Appleseed's Angel:
Boy, for sleepin' you take the cake. Come on, get up. [He whistles. Johnny jumps out of his body] Johnny Appleseed's Angel:
We got a longsome trip to make. [Johnny reaches for his bag, absentmindedly failing to notice his own corpse] Johnny Appleseed:
Why, Mr. Angel, how d'ya do? Johnny Appleseed's Angel:
I'm fine. And how be you? Johnny Appleseed:
I'm fine. Just feelin... what! [Johnny turns and sees his body, still under the tree] Johnny Appleseed:
Who's that, sleepin' in the evening dusk? Johnny Appleseed's Angel:
Why, that's just your husk, John. Your mortal husk. Johnny Appleseed:
My husk? You mean to say I'm... I'm passed away? [He removes his tin pot hat, and then throws it to the ground] Johnny Appleseed:
Dagnabit, Angel, I just can't go! [He sits down on the tin pot] Johnny Appleseed:
Got crops to harvest, seeds to sow! [He folds his arms petulantly] Johnny Appleseed's Angel:
Now, now, now, hold on, boy. [He turns Johnny around. Johnny petulantly turns back around the other way] Johnny Appleseed's Angel:
Down here on Earth, your work is through. But yonder... well, we need you, Johnny. Yep, we sure do. [Johnny plugs his ears] Johnny Appleseed's Angel:
You think we have most all we please. But we ain't. [He removes one of Johnny's hands] Johnny Appleseed's Angel:
We're kinda short on apple trees. [Johnny perks up and smiles] Johnny Appleseed:
Well I swan. I didn't know