Well I wake up
in the morning
With my hair
down in my eyes
And she says hi
And I hurry 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 you feelin Hon
And I look across at
smiling lips that
warm my heart
And I 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
There's no such
thing as Dr Suess
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 your
face aglow and
ease my mind
Sometimes I call him
up knowing he's busy
And ask if he could
get away and meet me
And maybe
grab a bite to eat
And he drops
what he's doing
and hurry's
down to meet me
And I'm always late
He sits waiting patiently
and smiles when
he first sees me
Because 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 Indianapolis
when the winter comes
There's no such
thing as make believe
Puppy dogs and autumn
leaves no B B guns
God didn't make
little green apples
And it don't rain in
Indianapolis
in the summer time
And when my self
is feeling low
I think about your face
aglow and ease my mind