Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

And I wake up in the
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 across at smilin' lips
That my heart and see my mornin' sun

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

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

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

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

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

God make little green apples
And it rain in Indianapolis