Little Green Apples - James Last (詹姆斯·拉斯特)/Tom Jones

Well 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 school goodbye

And she reaches out and takes my hand

And squeezes it and says how you feelin' that's what she said

And i look across at smiling lips that warms my heart

And i 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

There's no such thing as dr suess

Disneyland no mother goose no nursery rhyme

Nursery rhyme

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in indianapolis in the summertime

And when myself is feeling low

I think about your face aglow and ease my mind

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes i call him up know

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes i call him up know

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes i call him up know

And ask if he could get away

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes i call him up know

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't snow in indianapolis when the winter comes

There's no such thing as make believe

No puppy dogs no autumn leaves no bb guns

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in indianapolis in the summertime

And when myself is feeling low

I think about your face aglow