Frank Sinatra – Little Green Apples Lyrics  Share

From Frank Sinatra's album: The Complete Reprise Studio Recordings - Disk13

And I wake up in the morning, with my hair down in my eyes,
And she says hi, and I stumble to the breakfast table,
While the kids are going off to school goodbye.
And she reaches out and takes my hand,
Squeezes it, says, how you feelin^, hon?
And I look across at smiling lips that warm my heart and see my morning 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 summertime.
There^,s no such thing as Dr. Zeuss, Disneyland, and Mother Goose no nurs^,ry rhyme.
God didn^,t make little green apples
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And it don^,t rain in Indianapolis when the winter comes.
There^,s no such thing as make-believe, puppy dogs, and autumn leaves and B.B. guns.
Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she^,s busy
And ask if she could get away and meet me, and grab a bite to eat.
And she drops what she^,s doin^, and hurries down to meet me, and I^,m always late.
But she sits, waiting patiently and smiles when she first sees me
Cause she^,s made that way and if that^,s not lovin^, me
Then all I^,ve got to say.
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