Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I up in the mornin'
With my hair in my eyes and she says "Hi"
And I to the breakfast table
While the are goin' off to school goodbye
And she out 'n' takes my hand
And it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?"
And I across at smilin' lips
That my heart and see my mornin' sun

And if not lovin' me
all I've got to say
God didn't little green apples
And it don't in Indianapolis in the summertime
And there's no thing as Doctor Seuss
Or Disneyland, and Goose, no nursery rhyme
God didn't little green apples
And it don't rain in in the summertime
And when my self is low
I think about her face and ease my mind

Sometimes I her up at home knowin' she's busy
And ask her if she get away and meet me
And we could grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she's and she hurries down to meet me
And I'm always
But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles she first sees me
'cause she's that way

And if that ain't me
all I've got to say
God didn't make green apples
And it don't in Minneapolis when the winter comes
And there's no such thing as
Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB

God didn't make little green
And it don't rain in