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