Christopher Martin - Little Green Apples Lyrics
Intro
Uh! Huh
Ooh, ooi
Ooh, ooi, woii
Ooh, ooi, woii
Well
Verse 1Oh, 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 going off to school - goodbye
She reaches out and takes my hand
Kisses it and says, "How you're doing, hon'?"
And I look across her smiling lips
That warms my heart and see my morning sun
Pre-ChorusAnd if that's not lovin' me (lovin' me)
Then all I've got to say (got to say)
ChorusGod didn't make the little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
(Summer, summer, summertime, woii)
There's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Disneyland and Mother Goose, and no nursery rhyme
Oh, Jah didn't make the little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
(Summer, summer, summertime, woii)
And when myself is feelin' low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
Verse 2Sometimes... I call her up at home
Knowing she's busy (busy, busy, busy...)
And ask her if she could getaway
And meet me
And maybe we could grab a bite to eat... yes
She drops what she's doing
And hurries down to meet me
And I'm always late
But she sits waiting patiently
Smiles when she first sees me
'Cause she's made that way
Well, if that's not lovin' me (lovin' me)
Then all I've got to say (got to say)
Woii
ChorusOh, God didn't make the little green apples
And it don't snow in Indianapolis in the wintertime
Well, woii
There's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Disneyland and Mother Goose, and no nursery rhyme
Oh, Jah didn't make the little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the - in the summertime, well
Lord God
And when my life is feelin' low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
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