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 kids are off to school goodbye

She out and takes my hand
it says, How you feelin' Hon?
And I look across at smilin'
warm my heart and see my morning sun

And if that's not me
all I've got to say

God didn't make little green
And it don't in Indianapolis in the summertime
There's no such thing as Suess
Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery

God didn't make little green
And it don't in Indianapolis in the summertime
And myself is feelin' low
I think about her face and ease my mind

Sometimes I her up at home
Knowin' she's
And ask if get away
And me and may be grab a bite to eat

And she drops what she's
And down to meet me and I'm always late
But she sits patiently
And smiles when she first sees me 'cause made that way

And if ain't lovin' me
all I've got to say

God didn't make green apples
And it don't rain in in the summertime
There's no such thing as Doctor
and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme

God didn't make green apples
And it don't rain in in the summertime
And myself is feelin' low
I think about her face aglow and ease my