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And i wake up in the morninand'
with my hair down in my eyes and she says andquot;hiandquot;
and i stumble to the breakfast table
while the kids are goinand' off to school...goodbye
and she reaches out and'nand' takes my hand
and squeezes it and'nand' says andquot;how ya feelinand', hon?andquot;
and i look across at smilinand' lips
that warm my heart and see my morninand' sun
And if thatand's not lovinand' me
then all iand've got to say
god didnand't make little green apples
and it donand't rain in indianapolis in the summertime
and thereand's no such thing as doctor seuss
or disneyland, and mother goose, no nursery rhyme
god didnand't make little green apples
and it donand't rain in indianapolis in the summertime
and when my self is feelinand' low
i think about her face aglow and ease my mind
Sometimes i call her up at home knowinand' sheand'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 sheand's doinand' and she hurries down to meet me
and iand'm always late
but she sits waitinand' patiently and smiles when she first sees me
and'cause sheand's made that way
And if that ainand't lovinand' me
then all iand've got to say
god didnand't make little green apples
and it donand't snow in minneapolis when the winter comes
and thereand's no such thing as make-believe
puppy dogs, autumn leaves and'nand' bb guns
Fade
God didnand't make little green apples
and it donand't rain in indianapolis
O.C. Smith
Little green apples
Little green apples
And i wake up in the morninand'
with my hair down in my eyes and she says andquot;hiandquot;
and i stumble to the breakfast table
while the kids are goinand' off to school...goodbye
and she reaches out and'nand' takes my hand
and squeezes it and'nand' says andquot;how ya feelinand', hon?andquot;
and i look across at smilinand' lips
that warm my heart and see my morninand' sun
And if thatand's not lovinand' me
then all iand've got to say
god didnand't make little green apples
and it donand't rain in indianapolis in the summertime
and thereand's no such thing as doctor seuss
or disneyland, and mother goose, no nursery rhyme
god didnand't make little green apples
and it donand't rain in indianapolis in the summertime
and when my self is feelinand' low
i think about her face aglow and ease my mind
Sometimes i call her up at home knowinand' sheand'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 sheand's doinand' and she hurries down to meet me
and iand'm always late
but she sits waitinand' patiently and smiles when she first sees me
and'cause sheand's made that way
And if that ainand't lovinand' me
then all iand've got to say
god didnand't make little green apples
and it donand't snow in minneapolis when the winter comes
and thereand's no such thing as make-believe
puppy dogs, autumn leaves and'nand' bb guns
Fade
God didnand't make little green apples
and it donand't rain in indianapolis
