paroles de chanson Little Green Apples - Tom Jones
Well,
I
wake
up
in
the
mornin'
With
my
head
down
in
my
eyes
and
she
says,
"Hi"
And
I
stumble
to
the
breakfast
table
While
the
kids
are
goin'
off
to
school,
"Goodbye"
Then
she
reaches
out
takes
my
hand
and
squeezes
it
Says,
"How
you
feelin',
hon'?"
that's
what
she
says
Then
I
look
across
at
smilin'
lips
That
warm
my
heart
and
see
my
mornin'
sun
And
if
that's
not
lovin'
me
(Lovin'
me)
Then
all
I've
got
to
say
(Got
to
say)
God
didn't
make
the
little
green
apples
And
it
don't
rain
in
Indianapolis
in
the
summertime
And
there's
no
such
thing
as
Doctor
Suess
Disneyland,
no
mother
goose,
no
nursery
rhymes
God
didn't
make
the
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
to
ease
my
mind
If
that's
not
lovin'
you
If
that's
not
lovin'
you
Sometimes
I
call
her
up
at
home
knowin'
she's
busy
I
asked
her,
I
asked
her
if
she
could
get
away
And
meet
me
and
grab
a
bite
to
eat
Then
she
drops
what
she's
doin'
Hurries
down
to
meet
me
and
I'm
always
late
But
she
sits
waitin'
patiently,
smiles
when
she
first
sees
me
'Cause
she's
made
that
way
And
if
that's
not
lovin'
me
(Lovin'
me)
Then
all
I've
got
to
say
(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
No
puppy
dogs,
no
autumn
leaves,
no
BB
guns
God
didn't
make
the
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
to
ease
my
mind
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