Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I up in the mornin'
my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi"
And I stumble to the 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 look at smilin' lips
That warm my and see my mornin' sun

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

Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's
And ask her if she could get away and me
And maybe we could a bite to eat
And she what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me
And I'm late
But she sits waitin' and smiles when she first sees me
'cause she's made way

And if that lovin' me
Then all got to say
God make little green apples
And it don't snow in when the winter comes
And there's no thing as make-believe
Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB

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