Little Green Apples Lyrics - 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