โหลดเพลง mp3 Little Green Apples - Bobbie Gentry

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 schoola goodbye
And she reaches out 'ng takes my hand
And squeezes it ng says how ya feeling 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
And there's no such thing as doctor seuss
Or disneyland and mother goose no nursery rhyme
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when my self 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 her if she could get away and meet me
And maybe we could 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
And there's no such thing as make believe
Puppy dogs autumn leaves 'ng bb guns
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
Or disneyland and mother goose no nursery rhyme
And when my self is feeling low