Karaoké Little Green Apples Dean Martin

And I wake up in the mornin' with my hair down in my eyes and she says Hi

And I stumble to the breakfast table while the kids are goin' off to school, goodbye

She reaches out and takes my hand and squeezes it and says

How you feelin'

And I look across at smilin' lips that warm my heart and see my mornin' sun

And if that's not lovin' me then all I've got to say

God didn't make a little green apples

It don't rain in

Indianapolis in the summertime

No such things as Doctor Seuss

Disneyland or Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme

God didn't make a little green apples

It ain't gonna rain in

Indianapolis in the summertime

When myself is feelin' low think about her face aglow and ease my mind

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

Then she drops what she's doin' and hurries down to meet me and I'm always late

But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me 'cos she's made that way

And if that's not lovin' me then all I've got to say

God didn't make a little green apples

It don't snow in

Minneapolis when the winter comes

There's no such things as make believe

Puppy dogs and autumn leaves and BB guns

God didn't make a little green apples

It ain't gonna rain in

Indianapolis in the summertime

When myself is feelin' low think about her face aglow and ease my mind

To ease my mind

To ease my mind