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    Little Green Apples

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    Little Green Apples
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      Lyrics for Bill Anderson - "Little Green Apples"

      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're 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 Suess
      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

      SONGWRITERS:
      RUSSELL, ROBERT L.
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