Little Green Apples

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 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 a little green apples It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime No such thing as Doctor Seuss Disneyland or Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme God didn't make a little green apples And it ain't gonna rain in Indianapolis in the summertime When myself is feelin' low 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's not lovin' me then all I've got to say God didn't make a 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 a little green apples And it ain't gonna 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 --- Little Green Apples - Dean Martin