Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I up in the mornin'
my hair down on my eyes 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 across at smilin'
warm my heart and see my mornin' sun

And if not lovin' me then all I've got to say
God make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the
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 in the summertime
And when myself is low
I think about her face aglow and ease my

Sometimes I call her up at home she's busy
And ask her if she could get and meet me
And maybe we could a bite to eat
And she drops what doin'
And she down to meet me

And I'm always late but she sits patiently
And smiles when she sees me
'Cause she's that way

And if ain't lovin' me then all I've got to say
God didn't make little green
And it snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
And no such thing as make-believe
Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB

God didn't make little green
And it don't in Indianapolis