Little Green Apples

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[Verse]

       Am             Ammaj7
When I wake up in the mornin'
        Am7             D7        
With my hair down in my eyes and 
        Gmaj7
she says Hi
      Am7            Ammaj7
And I stumble to the breakfast table
          Am7            D7   
While the kids are goin' off to 
             Gmaj7
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 
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feelin hon? that's what she says
      Am7            D7
And I look across at smilin' lips
     Am7               D7   
That warm my heart and see my 
          Gmaj7
mornin' sun
                  Am7        D7
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
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in
     Am7        D7
 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
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 nursery rhyme

God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in
     Am7        D7
 the summertime
    Am7
And when my self is feelin' low
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I think about her face aglow and 
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ease my mind


[Interlude]

              Am7
If that's not lovin' me
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If that's not lovin' me


[Verse 2]

Bbm                       Eb7
Sometimes I call her up at home 
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knowin' she's busy
Bbm                               
I ask her I ask her if she can get
          Eb7
 away and meet me
                           Abmaj7
And maybe we could grab a bite to 
eat
        Ebm7             Ab7      
And she drops what she's doin' and
     Ebm7            Ab7
 she hurries down to meet me
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And I'm always late
    Bbm7                           
But she sits waitin' patiently and 
Eb7
smiles when she first sees me
Abmaj7
'cause she's made that way
                  Bbm7      Eb7
And if that's not lovin' me
              Bbm7      Eb7
Then all I've got to say


[Chorus 2]

Ab
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis 
         Bbm7         Eb7
when the winter comes
            Bbm7
And there's no such thing as 
make-believe
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No puppy dogs no autumn leaves 'n' 
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BB guns

God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in
     Bbm7  Eb7
 the summertime
    Bbm7
And when my self is feelin' low
                  Eb7            
I think about her face aglow and 
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ease my mind