Roger Miller - Little green apples

And I wa^Dmke up in the mornin' with my hair down in my eyes and she says &^Cquot;Hi" And I st^Dmumble to the breakfast table while the kids are goin' off to school good^Cbye And she re^C7aches out and takes my hand and squeezes it and says "How ^Dmya feelin', hon'" And I l^G7ook across at smilin' lips that warm my heart and see my mo^Crnin' sun

And if that's not l^Dmovin' me^{G Dm G} then all I've g^Dmot to say ^{G Dm G}

^CGod didn't make little green apples and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the s^Dmummert^Gime ^{Dm G} And there's n^Dmo such thing as Do^Gctor Seuss or Disne^Dmyland, and Mo^Gther Goose, no nurser^Cy rhyme ^CGod didn't make little green apples and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the su^Dmmmertim^Ge ^{Dm G} And wh^Dmen my self is feelin' ^Glow I thi^Dmnk about her fac^Ge aglow and ea^Cse my mind

Sometim^Dmes I call her up at home knowin' she's^C busy and ask^Dm her if she could get away and meet me and maybe we could grab a bi^Cte to eat And she dr^C7ops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me and I'm alw^Dmays late But she s^G7its waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me 'cause she's ma^Cde that way

And if that's not l^Dmovin' me^{G Dm G} then all I've g^Dmot to sa^Gy ^{Dm G}

^CGod didn't make little green apples and it don't snow in Minneapolis when the win^Dmter com^Ges ^{Dm G} And there's ^Dmno such thing as ma^Gke believe, puppy dogs^Dm, autumn le^Gaves and B^CB guns

^CGod didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis....