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Glen Campbell - Little Green Apples Lyrics

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  • 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 'n' takes my hand
  • And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?"
  • And I look across at smilin' lips
  • That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun
  • And if that's not lovin' me
  • Then all I've got to say
  • God didn't make little green apples
  • And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
  • And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
  • Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
  • God didn't make little green apples
  • And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
  • And when my self is feelin' low
  • I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
  • Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy
  • And ask her if she could get away 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 ain't lovin' me
  • Then all I've got to say
  • God didn't make little green apples
  • And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
  • And there's no such thing as make-believe
  • Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB guns
  • God didn't make little green apples
  • And it don't rain in Indianapolis

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