And i wake up in the morning with my hair down in my eyes and she says hib,121And i stumble to the breakfast table while the kids are going off to school, goodbye.b,121And she reaches out and takes my hand and squeezes it and says how you feeling hon?b,121And i look across at smiling lips that warm my heart, and see my morning sun.b,121b,121And if that's not loving me, then all i've got to say,b,121God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't rain in indianapolis in the summer time.b,121And there's no such thing as dr. seuss or disney land and mother goose, no nursery rhymes.b,121God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't rain in indianapolis in the summer time.b,121And when myself is feeling low, i think about her face and go and ease my mind.b,121b,121Sometimes i call her up, at home, knowing she's busy.b,121And ask her if she can get away, meet me and maybe we can grab a bite to eat.b,121And she drops what she's doing and she hurries down to meet me, and i'm always late.b,121But she sits waiting patiently, and smiles when she first sees me, because she's made that way.b,121b,121And if that ain't loving me, then all i've got to say,b,121God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't snow in minneapolis when the winter comes.b,121And there's no such thing as make-believe, puppy dogs or autumn leaves, no bb guns.b,121God didn't make the little green apples, and it don't snow in minneapolis when the winter comes.
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