Little Green Apples Lyrics - Roy Drusky

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 runnin' off to school goodbye 

She reaches out and takes my hand 

Squeezes it says, How you feelin' Hon? 

And I look across at smilin' lips 

That warm my heart and see my morning sun 

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 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 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 if she'd get away 

And meet me and may be grab a bite to eat 

And she drops what she's doin' 

And 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 lovin' 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 feelin' low 

I think about her face aglow and ease my mind