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 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 Suess And 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 call her up at home knowin' she's busy And ask her if she'd 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 think as make believe Puppy dogs, autumn leaves and BB guns God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime

And I wake up in the morning With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi" And I stumble to the breakfast table While the kids are going off to school "Goodbye" And she reaches out and takes my hand And squeezes it and says "How ya feeling hon?" And I look across at smiling lips That warm my heart and see my morning sun And if that's not loving me Then all I've got to say Oh 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 Disneyland Mother Goose There's 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 feeling low I think about her face aglow To ease my mind Sometimes I call her up at home Knowing she's busy And ask if she could get away And meet me and grab a bite to eat And she drops what she's doing And she hurries down to meet me And I'm always late But she sits waiting patiently And smiles when she first sees me Cause she's made that way If that ain't loving me Woah 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 And BB guns God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis In the summertime And when my self is feeling low I think about her face aglow To ease my mind God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis In the summertime End

And I wake up in the morning With my hair down in my eyes and he says "Hi" And I stumble to the breakfast table While the kids are going off to school, "Goodbye" And he reaches out and takes my hand Squeezes it, says "How you feeling, hon?" And I look across at smiling lips That warm my heart and see my morning sun And if that's not loving 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 feeling low I think about his face aglow and ease my mind Sometimes I call him up at home knowing he's busy And ask if he could get away and meet me And maybe we could grab a bite to eat Don't you know that he drops what he's doing And hurries down to meet me and I'm always late And he sits waiting patiently And smiles when he first sees me, 'cause he's made that way And if that's not loving 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 There's no such thing as make-believe Puppy dogs, autumn leaves, no BB guns God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis...

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