Little Green Apples

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Verse
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And I wake up in the morning
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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 going off to school goodbye
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And she reaches out and takes my hand
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Squeezes it and says how you feelin' hon
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And I look across at smiling lips
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That warm my heart and see my morning sun
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And if that's not loving me       then all I've got to say
Melody
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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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And there's no such thing as Doctor Suess
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Or Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme
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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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And when myself is feeling low
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I think about her face and go and ease my mind
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Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy
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And ask if she could get away and meet me and maybe we can grab a bite to eat
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And she drops what she's doing and she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late
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But she sits waiting patiently
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And smiles when she first sees me cause she's made that way
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And if that ain't loving me then all I've got to say
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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 think as make-believe,
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Puppy dogs or  autumn leaves and BB guns
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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 think as make-believe,
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Puppy dogs or  autumn leaves and BB guns