Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I wake up in the
my hair down in my eyes and she says, 'Hi
And I to the breakfast table
While the kids are off to school goodbye

She reaches out and my hand
Squeezes it says, How you Hon?
And I across at smilin' lips
warm my heart and see my morning sun

And if not lovin' me
all I've got to say

God didn't make little green
And it rain in Indianapolis 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 Indianapolis in the
And when is feelin' low
I think her face aglow and ease my mind

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

And she what she's doin'
And hurries down to me and I'm always late
But she waiting patiently
And smiles when she sees me 'cause she's made that way

And if that lovin' me
Then all got to say

God didn't make little green
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the
no such thing as Doctor Suess
Disneyland and Goose is no nursery rhyme

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