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
Takes my hand
Squeezes it, says
How you feelin hon?
And I look across
At smiling lips
That warm my heart
And see the morning sun
And if
That s not lovin me
Then all
I ve got to say
God didn t make
Little green apples
It don t rain
In Indianapolis
In the summertime
There s no such thing
As Dr. Seuss
Disneyland
And Mother Goose
Is no nurs ry rhyme
God didn t make
Little green apples
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
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
She drops
What she s doin
Hurries down to meet me
And I m always late
But she sits
Waiting patiently
And smiles
When she sees me
Cause she s
Made that way
And if
That s not lovin me
Then all
I ve got to say
God didn t make
Little green apples
It don t snow
In Minneanapolis
When the winter comes
There s no such thing
As make-believe
Puppy dogs
And autumn leaves
And B.B. guns
God didn t make
Little green apples
In the summertime
There s no such thing
As Dr. Seuss
Disneyland
And Mother Goose
Is no nurs ry rhyme
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