And I wake up in the mornin' With my hair down in my eyes and she says, "Hi" And I stumble to the breakfast table While the kids are goin' off to school goodbye And she reaches out and takes my hand And squeezes it and says how you feelin' hon And I look across at smilin' lips that warm my heart And see my morning sun And if that's not lovin' me then all I gotta say God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime There's no such thing as Doctor Sues Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime And when myself is feelin' low I think about her face aglow and ease my mind Sometimes I'll call her up at home Knowin' she's busy And I'll ask her if she'd get away And come downtown and meet me And maybe we could grab a bite to eat And she drops what she's doin' And she hurries down to meet me And I'm always late But she sits waitin' patiently And smiles when she first sees me 'Cause she's made that way And if that's not lovin' me then all I gotta say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes There's no such think as make believe puppy dogs And autumn leaves and BB guns God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime And when myself is feelin' low I think about her face aglow and ease my mind © BIBO MUSIC PUBLISHERS; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com