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And 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 'n' takes my hand
And squeezes it 'n' says:
"How you feelin', hon?"
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
It don't rain in Indianapolis
In the summertime
And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Disneyland, and Mother Goose
There's no nurs'ry rhymes
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

Sometimes I call her up at home
Knowin' she's busy
And I ask her if she could get away and meet me
And maybe we could grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she's doin'
And she hurries down 'n' meet me
And I'm always late
But she keeps waitin' 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:

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 'n' autumn leaves 'n' the BB guns
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis
When the winter comes
And when my self is feelin' so low
Well, I think about that face all aglow
And ease my mind

(God didn't make little green apples)
(It don't rain in Indianapolis)
(In the summertime)
(And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss)
(Disneyland, and Mother Goose)
(There's no nurs'ry rhymes)
(God didn't make little green apples)...

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