Little Green Apples

When 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 she is goin off to school goodbye
and she reaches out and takes my hand
squeezes it and says how you feelin ho
and i look across at smiling lips that warm my heart
and see my morning sun
and if thats not lovin me then all I've got to say
god didnt make little green apples
and it dont rain in indianapolis in the summertime
theres no such thing as dr. zeuss disneyland
and mother goose is no nursery rhyme
god didnt make little green apples
and it dont rain in indianapolis in the summertime
and when myself is feelin low
i think about your face aglow and ease my mind
sometimes I call him up
knowing hes busy
and I ask him if he could get away and meet me
and maybe we could grab a bite to eat.
and then he drops what is doin
and then he hurries down to meet me but im always late
and he sits waiting patiently and smiles when he first sees me
because hes made that way
and if thats not lovin me then all ive got to say
god didnt make little green apples
and it dont snow in mineapolis when the winter comes
theres no such thing as make-believe puppy dogs
and autumn leaves or no bb guns
god didnt make little green apples
and it dont rain in indianapolis in the summertime
and when myself is feelin low
i think about your face aglow and ease my mind