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 table
the kids are goin' off to school, goodbye

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

And if not lovin' me then all I've got to say
God didn't make little apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the
And no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no rhyme

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

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

And I'm always late but she waitin' patiently
And smiles she first sees me
'Cause she's made way

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

God didn't make little apples
And it don't rain in