Little Green Apples

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 gonna to school goodbye

She reaches out and takes my hand

And 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 lovin' 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 Doctor Suess

Disneyland or Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme

God didn't make 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 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

Then she drops what she's doin' and hurries down to meet me and I'm always late

But she sits waitin' patiently

And smiles when she first sees me cause she's made that way

And if that ain't lovin' me then all I've got to say

God didn't make little green apples

It don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes

There's no such think as make believe

Puppy dogs and autumn leaves and BB guns

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

When myself is feelin' low

I think about her face aglow and ease my mind

To ease my mind to ease my mind