Little Green Apples

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[Verse]

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When I wake up in the mornin'
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With my hair down in my eyes and she says Hi
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And I stumble to the breakfast table
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While the kids are goin' off to school goodbye
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And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand
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And squeezes it 'n' says How ya feelin hon? that's what she says
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And I look across at smilin' lips
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That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun
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And if that's not lovin' me
              Am7         D7
Then all I've got to say


[Chorus]

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God didn't make little green apples
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And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
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            Am7
And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
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Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme

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


[Interlude]

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If that's not lovin' me
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If that's not lovin' me


[Verse 2]

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Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy
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I ask her I ask her if she can get away and meet me
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And maybe we could grab a bite to eat
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And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me
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And I'm always late
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But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me
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'cause she's made that way
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And if that's not lovin' me
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Then all I've got to say


[Chorus 2]

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

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