Little Green Apples

Little Green Apples - Various Artists

Oh I wake up in the mornin'

With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi"

And I stumble to the breakfast table

While the kids are goin' off to school goodbye

And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand

And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin' hon "

And I look across at smilin' lips

That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun

And if that's not lovin' me then all I've got to say

Oh God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss

Disneyland and Mother Goose no nursery rhyme

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

And when my self is feelin' low

I think about her face aglow to ease my mind

Sometimes I call her up

At home knowin' she's busy

And ask her if she could get away

And meet me grab a bite to eat

She drops what she's doin'

And hurries down to meet me

And I'm always late

But she sits waitin' patiently

And smiles when she first sees me

'Cause she's made that way

And if that ain't lovin' me all I've got to say

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes

And there's no such thing as make believe

Puppy dogs autumn leaves 'n' BB guns

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime