Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I wake up in the
With my hair on my eyes and she says, "Hi"
And I stumble to the table
While the are goin' off to school, goodbye

And she reaches out 'n' takes my
And it 'n' says, "How ya feelin', hon?"
And I across at smilin' lips
That warm my and see my mornin' sun

And if that's not lovin' me all I've got to say
God make little green apples
And it rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And there's no such as Doctor Seuss
Or Disneyland, and Goose, no nursery rhyme

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

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

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

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

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