Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I up in the mornin'
With my down in my eyes and she says, "Hi"
And I stumble to the breakfast
While the are goin' off to school, goodbye

And she reaches out and takes my and squeezes it
Says, "How you feelin', hon?"
And I across at smilin' lips
That my heart and see my morning sun

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

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

God didn't make little apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the
And myself is feelin' low
I think about her aglow to ease my mind

I call her up at home knowin' she's busy
And ask her if she could get away and me
And a bite to eat

And she drops she's doing
And hurries down to meet me and I'm late
But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first me
'Cause made that way

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

God make little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis the winter comes
There's no such think as believe
The puppy dogs and autumn leaves and the BB

God didn't make little apples
And it rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when is feeling low
I think about her aglow and ease my mind

She keeps on you