And I [F]wake up in the mornin'
With my [C]hair down in my eyes and she says " [F]Hi"
And I [A#]stumble to the breakfast table
While the [C]kids are goin' off to schoolâ?¦goo [F]dbye
And she [F]reaches out 'n' takes my hand
And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin', [A#]hon?" [A#m]
And I [A#]look across at smilin' lips
That [C]warm my heart and see my mornin' [F]sun
And if that's not [Gm]lovin' me ovin' [C]me
Then all I've [Gm]got to say got to [C]say
[F]God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the [Gm]summertime [C7]
And there's [Gm]no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Or Disneyland, and [C7]Mother Goose, no [F]nursery rhyme
[F]God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the [Gm]summertime [C7]
And [Gm]when my self is feelin' low
I think about her [C7]face aglow and [F]ease my mind
Some [G#m]times I call her up at [C#]home knowin' she's [F#]busy [D#7]
And [G#m]ask her if she could get away [C#]...and meet me
And maybe we could grab a bite to [F#]eat
And she [C#m]drops what she's doin' and she [F#]hurries down to meet me
And [B]I'm always late [Bm]
But [G#m]she sits waitin' patiently and [C#]smiles when she first sees me
'cause she's [F#]made that way
And if that ain't [G#m]lovin' me [C#]
Then all I've [G#m]got to say [C#]
[F#]God didn't make little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the [G#m]winter comes [C#7]
And there's [G#m]no such thing as make-believe
Puppy dogs, [C#]autumn leaves 'n' BB [F#]guns
[F#]God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in [G#m]Indianapolis
