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Little Green Apples - Tom Jones

Composed by：S.K."Bob" Russell

Will I wake up in

The mornin'

With my hair down in my

Eyes and she says

Hi

And I stumble to

The breakfast table

While the kids are goin'

Off to school goodbye

And she reaches out

Takes my hand

And squeezes it says

How ya feelin' hon

That what she says

Then I look across

At smilin' lips

That warm my heart

And see my mornin' sun

And if that's

Not lovin' me

Lovin' me

Then all I've got to say

Got to say

God didn't make

Little green apples

And it don't rain in

Indianapolis in

The summertime

And there's no such

Thing as doctor seuss

Or 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 feelin' low

I think about her face

Aglow and ease my mind

If is not lovin' you

If is not lovin' you

Sometimes I call her up

At home knowin'

She's busy

I ask her

I ask her if she

Could get away and meet me

And grab

A bite to eat

Then she drops what she's

Doin' and she hurries

Down to meet me

And I'm always late

But she sits waitin'

Patiently and smiles

When she first sees me

'Cause she's made that way

And if that ain't 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

And there's no such

Thing as make believe

Puppy dogs no autumn

Leaves 'no bb guns

God didn't make

Little green apples

And it don't rain

In indianapolis

In the summertime

And when my self

Is feelin' low

I think about her face low

To his my mind