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Little Green Apples
Sung by Roger Miller
Words and Music by Bobby Russell
transcribed by [email protected]
Chords used:
Dm 000231
C 032010
C7 032310
G7 320001
G 320003
Dm
And I wake up in the mornin'
C
with my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi"
Dm
And I stumble to the breakfast table
C
while the kids are goin' off to school goodbye
C7
And she reaches out and takes my hand
Dm
and squeezes it and says "How ya feelin', hon?"
G7
And I look across at smilin' lips
C
that warm my heart and see my mornin' sun
Dm G Dm G
And if that's not lovin' me
Dm G Dm G
then all I've got to say
C
God didn't make little green apples
Dm G Dm G
and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
Dm G
And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Dm G C
or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
C
God didn't make little green apples
Dm G Dm G
and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
Dm G
And when my self is feelin' low
Dm G C
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
Dm C
Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy
Dm
and ask her if she could get away and meet me
C
and maybe we could grab a bite to eat
C7
And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me
Dm
and I'm always late
G7
But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me
C
'cause she's made that way
Dm G Dm G
And if that's not lovin' me
Dm G Dm G
then all I've got to say
C
God didn't make little green apples
Dm G Dm G
and it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
Dm G
And there's no such thing as make believe,
Dm G C
puppy dogs, autumn leaves and BB guns
C
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis....
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