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 breakfast
the kids 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
warm my heart and see my mornin' sun

And if that's not lovin' me all I've got to say
God didn't little green apples
And it don't rain in in the summertime
And there's no such thing as Seuss
Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no rhyme

God didn't make 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 home knowin' she's
And ask her if she get away and meet me
And maybe we grab a bite to eat
And she drops she's doin'
And she hurries down to me

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

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

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