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Little Green Apples
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Faron Young
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And I wake up in the mornings With my hair down in my eyes and she says, "Hi" And I stumble to the breakfast table While the kids are goin' off to school, goodbye And she reaches out and takes my hand And squeezes it and says, "How you feelin', hon'?" And I look across at smilin' lips That warm my heart and I see my morning sun And if that's not loving me (loving me) Then all I've got to say (got to say) Is God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis In the summertime There's no such thing as Dr. Seuss No Disneyland and Mother Goose There's no nursery rhyme No, God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis In thе summertime And when my sеlf 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 I ask her if she could get away and meet me And maybe we could grab a bite to eat And she drops what she's doing And she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late She sits waiting patiently and smiles when she first sees me 'Cause she's made that way (made that way) And if that's not loving me (loving me) Then all I've got to say (got to say) Is God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Indianapolis When the winter comes [...]
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