Oh, I wake up in the mornin'
With my hair down in my eyes, she says, "Hi"
Then I stumble to the breakfast table
While the kids are goin' off to school, “Goodbye”
Then she reaches out and touch my hand
Squeezes it and says, "How you feelin' now?"
And then I look upon the smilin' lips
That warms my heart and see my mornin' sun
And if that's not lovin' me then all I got to say
Jah didn't make little green apples
It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
There's no such things as Doctor Seuss
Disneyland and Mother Goose and no nursery rhyme
Jah didn't make little green apples
It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
When myself is feelin' low
I think about some bliss to go to ease my mind
And if that's not lovin' me then all I've got to say
Jah didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
When myself is feelin' low
I think about some bliss to go to ease my mind
Sometimes call her up on home, knowin' she's busy
She drop' what she's was doin', oh, she never change
'Cos she was made that way
And if that's not lovin' me then all I've got to say
Jah didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
There's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Disneyland and Mother Goose and no nursery rhyme
Writer(s): Robert L. Russell
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