Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I wake up in the
With my hair in my eyes and she says "Hi"
And I stumble to the table
While the kids are off to school goodbye
And she reaches out 'n' my hand
And squeezes it 'n' "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 little green
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the
And there's no such thing as Seuss
Or Disneyland, and Goose, no nursery rhyme
God didn't make green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the
And when my is feelin' low
I about her face aglow and ease my mind

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

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

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