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 And 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 goin' off to school goodbye

 And she reaches out and takes my hand

 and squeezes it and says "How ya feelin', hon?"

 And I look across at smilin' lips

 that warm my heart and see my mornin' 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

 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 feelin' low

 I think about her face aglow and ease my mind

 Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' 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 doin' and she 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's not lovin' 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 and BB guns

God didn't make little green apples

And it don't rain in Indianapolis....