Little Green Apples

Intro: verse 1 Well I wake up in the mornin' With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi" And I hurry 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 I see my mornin' sun Pre-Chorus 1 And if that's not lovin' 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 summertime there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss Disneyland, and 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 my self is feelin' low I think about your face aglow and ease my mind verse 2 Sometimes I call him up knowin' he's busy And ask if he could get away and meet me maybe grab a bite to eat And he drops what he's doin' and hurries down to meet me And I'm always late he sits waitin' patiently and smiles when he first sees me 'cause he's made that way Pre-Chorus 2 And if thats not lovin' 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 there's no such thing as make-believe Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'no' BB guns Outro God didn't make the little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime And when my self is feelin' low I think about your face aglow and ease my mind