Little Green Apples

Well, I wake up in the mornin'

With my hair down in my eyes, and he says, "Hi"

Then he stumbles to the breakfast table

While the kids are goin' off to school, goodbye

Then he reaches out and takes my hand

Squeezes it and says, "How you feelin', hun?"

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 summer time

There's no such thing as Doctor Seuss

Disneyland and Mother Goose, ain't no nursery rhyme

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time

And when my self is feelin' low

I think about his face aglow and ease my mind

Sometimes I call him up at work, knowin' he's busy

And ask if he can get away and meet me for a bite to eat

I know he drops everything he's doin', hurries down to meet me

And I'm always late

But he's there waitin' patiently and smiles when he first sees me

'Cause he'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 Minneapolis when the winter comes (ooh, ahh)

(Oh, oh) oh, there's no such thing as make-believe

Puppy dogs and autumn leaves and BB guns (ooh, ahh)

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time (ooh, ahh)

Umm, there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss

Disneyland and Mother Goose, ain't no nursery rhyme

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time (ooh, ahh)

Ahh, there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss