Little Green Apples — текст песни (Ray Price)

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 and 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 loving 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 Doctor Suess
Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme
God didn`t make little green apples and it don`t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when myself is feeling low I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
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 doing and she 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 ain`t loving 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
There`s no such think as make believe puppy dogs and autumn leaves and BB guns
God didn`t make little green apples and it don`t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime