Little Green Apples

Intro  D

Verse 1

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Well I wake up in the mornin'
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With my hair down in my eyes and 
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she says "Hi"
      Em           A
And I hurry to the breakfast table
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While the kids are goin' off to 
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school…goodbye
        C               D
And she reaches out 'n' takes my 
hand
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And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya 
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feelin', hon?"
       Em            A7
And I look across at smilin' lips
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That warm my heart and I see my 
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mornin' sun

Pre-Chorus 1

                  Em         A7   Em
And if that's not lovin' me
A7            Em         A
Then all I've got to say

Chorus 1

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God didn't make the little green 
apples
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And it don't rain in Indianapolis in
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 the summertime
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there's no such thing as Doctor 
Seuss
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Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no 
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nursery rhymes

God didn't make the little green 
apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in
     Em          A7 Em A7
 the summertime
    Em              A
And when my self is feelin' low
  Em               A              
I think about your face aglow and 
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ease my mind

Verse 2

Am    D                Am  
  Sometimes I call him up     
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knowin' he's busy
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  And ask if he could get away and
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 meet me
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  maybe grab a bite to eat
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  And he drops what he's doin' and
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 hurries down to meet me
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And I'm always late
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he sits waitin' patiently and 
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smiles when he first sees me
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'cause he's made that way

Pre-Chorus 2

                 D         Am  D
And if thats not lovin' me
Am            D          Am
Then all I've got to say

Chorus 2

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God didn't make the little green 
apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis 
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when the winter comes
Em                     
there's no such thing as 
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make-believe
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Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'no' BB 
guns

Outro

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God didn't make the little green 
apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in
     Em         A7 Em A7
 the summertime
Em                  A7
And when my self is feelin' low
  Em               A7             
I think about your face aglow and 
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ease my mind