Luyện nghe bài hát Little Green Apples

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

And she reaches out 'n' takes my
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 all I've got to say
God didn't make little green
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the
And there's no such thing as Seuss
Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no rhyme

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

Sometimes I call her up at knowin' she's busy
And ask her if she get away 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 when she first sees me
'Cause made that way

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

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