F Gm C Well I wake up in the mornin' Gm C F With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi" Gm C And I hurry to the breakfast table Gm C F While the kids are goin' off to school goodbye Cm F And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand Cm F A# And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?" Gm C7 And I look across at smilin' lips Gm C7 F That warm my heart and I see my mornin' sun Gm C7 Gm And if that's not lovin' me C7 Gm C Then all I've got to say Chorus: F God didn't make the little green apples Gm C7 Gm C7 And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime Gm C7 there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss Gm C7 F Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhymes F God didn't make the little green apples Gm C7 Gm C7 And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime Gm C And when my self is feelin' low Gm C F I think about your face aglow and ease my mind Sometimes I call him up knowing he's busy And ask if he could get away and meet me And maybe grab a bite to eat And he drops what he's doing and hurry's down to meet me And I'm always late But he sits waiting patiently and smiles when he first sees me Because he's made that way And if that's not loving me Then all I've got to say Chorus: 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 Puppy dogs or autumn leaves, no B.B. 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 and ease my mind | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C Cm C7 F Gm |