Little Green Apples Lyrics

And I wake up in the morning with my hair down in my
eye

And she says " Hi!"
And I stumble to the breakfast table
While the kids are going off to school, "Goodbye!"
And she reaches out and takes my hand
And squeezes it and says, "How you feeling, hon?"
And I look across at smiling lips that warm my heart
and see my morning sun.
And if that's not loving me then all I've got to say

God didn't make the little green apples
It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

There's no such things as Doctor Seuss, Disneyland and
Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme

God didn't make the little green apples
It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

And when myself is feeling low
I think about her face aglow to ease my mind

Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy And ask her if she could get away and meet me
And maybe we could grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she's doing
And hurries down to meet me
And I'm always late
But she sits waiting patiently
And smiles when she first sees me 'cause she's made
that way
And if that's not loving me, then all I've got to say

God didn't make the little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winters come
And there's no such thing as make-believe
Puppy dogs and autumn leaves and BB guns

God didn't make the little green apples
It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

And when myself is feeling low
I think about her face aglow to ease my mind

God didn't make the little green apples
It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

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