Chords for Little Green Apples-O.C Smith-1968

_ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [A#m] _
_ _ _ _ [G#] _ Oh, [G] I wake up in the [G#] morning with my hair down and my eyes and she says hi. _
_ _ [Gm] And I stumble to the breakfast table while the [C] kids are going off to [Fm] school goodbye.
_ _ _ And she reaches [F] out and takes my hand, _ squeezes it and [G#]
says,
[E] Hey, how are _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] you?
And I look across at smiling lips _ [G#m] that warm my heart and see my morning [F] sun.
_ _ _ [N] _
_ _ And if [Gm] that's not loving me, _ [C] _ _ _ [Gm] then all I got to say.
_ [C] _ _ _ [F] Oh, God didn't make little green apples.
It don't rain in Indianapolis [Gm] in the summertime.
_ _ _ _ [C] _ [Gm] And there's no such thing as Dr.
Seuss, Disneyland, [C] Mother Goose [F] is no nursery rhyme.
_ God didn't make little green apples.
And it don't rain in [Gm] Indianapolis in the summertime. _ _ _
_ [C] _ [Gm] And when myself is feeling low, I think [C] about her face of [F] glory.
He's my _ _ man.
_ [A#] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ _ _ [G#m] Sometimes I call up at [C#] home.
No, [F#] and she's busy.
_ [D#] _
_ She's [G#m] asking.
She could get away and [C#] _ [F#] meet me and grab a bite to eat. _
_ And [C#m] she drops what she's doing [F#] and hurries down to meet [B] me.
I'm always late.
[Bm] _
_ _ [G#m] But she sits waiting patiently, [C#]
smiles when she first sees [F#] me because she's made that way. _
_ If that's not loving _ [C#] me, _ all [G#m] I got to say.
_ [C#] _
_ _ _ [F#] God didn't make little green apples.
It don't snow in [G#m] Minneapolis when the winter comes. _ _
_ [C#] _ [G#m] And there's no such thing as make-believe, puppy [C#] dogs, autumn [F#] leaves, and BB guns. _
God didn't make little green apples.
And it don't rain in [G#m] Indianapolis in the summertime.
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ [G#m] And when myself is feeling low, I think [C#] about her face of glory.
_ [F#] _