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Roger Miller - Little Green Apples

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And 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 and takes my hand and squeezes it and says how you feelin` hon
And I look across at smilin` lips that warm my heart and see my morning sun
And if that`s not lovin` me then all I`ve got to say
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 Suess
And Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme
God didn`t make little green apples and it don`t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when myself is feelin` low I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
Sometimes I call her up at home knowin` she`s busy
And ask her if she`d get away and meet me and maybe we could grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she`s doin` and she 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 then 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 think as make believe puppy dogs and autumn leaves and BB guns
God didn`t make little green apples and it don`t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

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