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Band name Bobby Goldsburough
Song name Little Green Apples
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Date: 12/18/99; 12:05:02 PM
From: bill evans 
Subject: Little Green Apples

Little Green Apples   - by Bobby Russell
	                       performed by Bobby Goldsburough


Am								D7		G
When I wake up in the morning with my hair down in my eyes and she says, “Hi”.
	Am							D7		G
And I stumble to the breakfast table while the kids are going off to
school, goodbye.
	G7									C
And she reaches out an’ takes my hand squeezes it says, “How you feeling Hon”.
	Am		D7		Am		D7		G
And I look across at smiling lips that warm my heart and see the morning sun.

CHORUS
G		Am	D7	Am	D7	Am 	D7
And if that’s not lovin’ me, then all I’ve got to say,
G	
God didn’t make little green apples 
Gma7					Am 		D7 Am D7
and it don’t rain in Indianap’lis in the summer time.
Am		D7
There’s no such thing as Doctor Suess, 
Am		D7			G
Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme.
G	
God didn’t make little green apples
Gma7					Am		D7 Am D7
and it don’t rain in Indianap’lis in the summertime.
Am			D7
And when myself is feelin’ low 
Am		D7			G
I think about her face aglow to ease my mind.

Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she’s busy.
And ask if she could get away and meet me and grab a bite to eat.
And she drops what she’s doin’ and hurries down to meet me and I’m alway late.
But she sits waiting patiently and smile when she first sees me ‘cause
she’s made that way.

CHORUS (fade at the end)

submitted by bevans@austin.cc.tx.us

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