little green apples-Egil Olsen/bobby russell

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 she is goin off to school goodbye

and she reaches out and takes my hand

squeezes it and says how you feelin hon?

and i look across at smiling lips that warm my heart

and see my morning 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

there s no such thing as dr. zeuss 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 even though I know that she s busy

and I ask her if she could get away and meet me

and maybe we could grab a bite to eat.

and then she drops what she s doin

and then she hurries down to meet me but i m always late

but she sits waiting patiently and smiles when she first sees me

because she s made that way

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 snow in mineapolis when the winter comes

there s no such thing as make-believe puppy dogs

and autumn leaves or no 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