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Roger Miller Miscellaneous Little Green Apples (1968) And I wake up in the morning, with my hair down in my eyes, 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, squeezes it, 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 little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime There's no such thing as Dr. Zeus, Disneyland, and Mother Goose no nursery rhyme God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis when the summer time And when myself is feeling low I think about her face aglow and ease my mind Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy And ask if she could get away and meet me, and 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 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 and BB guns God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis when the summer time And when myself is feeling low I think about her face aglow and ease my mind |
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