Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Little Green Apples, artist - Christopher Martin. Date of issue: 07.05.2020
Song language: English
Little Green Apples |
| Oh, 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 |
| She reaches out and takes my hand |
| And squeezes it and says «How ya 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 the little green apples |
| And it don’t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime |
| There’s no such thing as Doctor Seuss |
| Disneyland and Mother Goose, and no nursery rhyme |
| Jah didn’t make the 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 ask her if she could get away and meet me |
| And maybe we could grab a bite to eat, yes |
| And 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 |
| Well, if that not lovin' me |
| Then all I’ve got to say |
| God didn’t make the little green apples |
| And it don’t snow in Indianapolis in the winter time |
| There’s no such thing as Doctor Seuss |
| Disneyland and Mother Goose, and no nursery rhyme |
| Jah didn’t make the little green apples |
| And it don’t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime |
| And when my life is feelin' low |
| I think about her face aglow and ease my mind |