Bobby Russell - Little Green Apples lyrics

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 And squeezes it and says "How ya 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 Oh 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 Seuss Disneyland Mother Goose There's no nursery rhyme God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis In the summertime And when my self is feeling low I think about her face aglow To 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 she 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 If that ain't loving me Woah 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 In the summertime And when my self is feeling low I think about her face aglow To ease my mind