paroles de chanson Little Green Apples - B.J. Thomas
Well
I
wake
up
in
the
morning
with
my
hair
down
in
my
eyes
and
she
says!Hi!.
Then
I
stumble
to
the
breakfast
table
while
the
kids
are
going
off
to
school,
goodbye.
Then
she
reaches
out
and
takes
my
hand
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
and
it
don't
rain
in
Indianapolis
in
the
summer
time.
There's
no
such
thing
as
Doctor
Seuss
or
Disney
Land,
Mother
Goose,
there′s
no
nursery
rhymes.
God
didn′t
make
the
little
green
apples
and
it
don't
rain
in
Indianapolis
in
the
summer
time.
And
when
myself
is
feeling
low,
I
think
about
her
face
and
go
and
ease
my
mind.
Sometimes
I
call
her
up,
at
home,
oh
I
know
she′s
busy.
And
ask
she
can
get
away
and
meet
for
of
by
to
eat.
And
I
know
she
drops
what
she's
doing
and
hurries
down
to
meet
me,
and
always
late.
But
she
sits
waiting
patiently,
smiles
when
she
sees
me,
she′s
made
that
way.
And
if
that
ain't
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
winter
comes.
And
there′s
no
such
thing
as
make-believe,
puppy
dogs
or
autumn
leaves,
no
bb
guns.
God
didn′t
make
the
little
green
apples
and
it
don't
rain
in
Indianapolis
in
the
summer
time.
There′s
no
such
thing
as
Doctor
Seuss,
Disney
Land,
Mother
Goose,
there's
no
nursery
rhymes.
God
didn′t
make
the
little
green
apples
and
it
don't
rain
in
Indianapolis
in
the
summer
time.
Ooh,
there′s
no
such
thing
as
Doctor
Seuss.
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