letra de little green apples - cleveland francis
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
see the kids are goin’ off to school, goodbye
she reaches out takes my hand
squeezin’ it, saying “how ya feelin’, hon?”
and i look across at smilin’ lips
that warm my heart
and i see my mornin’ sun
and if that’s not lovin’ me
all i’ve got to say
oh, god didn’t make little green apples
it don’t rain in indianapolis in the summertime
oh, there’s no such thing as doctor seuss
or disneyland, mother goose, no nursery rhymes
god didn’t make the little green apples
it don’t rain in indianapolis in the summertime
oh, when my self is feelin’ low
i think about her face aglow, and ease my mind
oh, sometimes i call her up at home knowin’ that she’s busy
and i ask if she could get away and meet me somewhere, and grab a bite to eat
and she stops what she’s doin’
hurries down to meet me
and i’m always late
oh, but she sits waitin’ patiently
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
oh, god didn’t make little green apples
it don’t snow in minneapolis in the wintertime
oh, there’s no such thing as make-believe
puppy dogs, autumn leaves, no bb guns
oh no, god didn’t make little green apples
it don’t rain in indianapolis in the summertime
oh, disneyland
doctor seuss
nursery rhymes
and mother goose
she loves me
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