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Lyrics by: Bobby Russell
# Debut Chart
39 Mar '68 Hot 100
6 Mar '68 Country

Lyrics

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 `n` takes my hand And squeezes it `n` says How ya feelin`, hon? And I look across at smilin` lips That warm my heart and see my mornin` sun


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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 ain`t 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 `n` BB guns FADE God didn`t make little green apples And it don`t rain in Indianapolis

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