Dean Martin Lyrics
"Little Green Apples"
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(Bobby Russell)
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 gonna to school goodbye.
She reaches out and takes my hand
And squeezes it and says how you feeling hon
And I look across at smiling 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 or 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 knowing she's busy
And ask if she could get away and meet me and grab a bite to eat
Then she drops what she's doin' and hurries down to meet me
And I'm always late but she sits waitin' 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
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
When myself is feelin' low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind.
To ease my mind, to ease my mind...
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 gonna to school goodbye.
She reaches out and takes my hand
And squeezes it and says how you feeling hon
And I look across at smiling 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 or 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 knowing she's busy
And ask if she could get away and meet me and grab a bite to eat
Then she drops what she's doin' and hurries down to meet me
And I'm always late but she sits waitin' 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
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
When myself is feelin' low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind.
To ease my mind, to ease my mind...
This song is from the album "I Take a Lot of Pride in What I Am [Reprise]", "Everybody Loves Somebody [Reprise]", "Gold Collection [Retro]", "Lay Some Happiness On Me: The Reprise Years and Mo", "Lay Some Happiness On Me: The Reprise Years (Repri", "Cocktail Hour with Dean Martin [Golden Stars]", "Gentle on My Mind/I Take a Lot of Pride in What I", "Everybody Loves Somebody [Golden Stars]", "The Wonderful Music of Dean Martin [Wonderful Musi", "Dean Martin [Country Legends]", "Everybody Loves Somebody [Goldies]", "Country Legends", "Sings Country Favorites", "Sings Country" and "Gold Collection Classic".