Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I wake up in the
With my hair down in my and she says "Hi"
And I stumble to the breakfast
the kids are goin' off to school goodbye
And she reaches out 'n' my hand
And it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?"
And I look at smilin' lips
That warm my heart and see my sun

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

Sometimes I call her up at knowin' she's busy
And ask her if she get away and meet me
And maybe we grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries 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 ain't lovin' me
all I've got to say
God didn't make green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter
And there's no such thing as
Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB

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