Little Green Apples  (guitar chord)

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Little Green Apples

Sung by Roger Miller 

Words and Music by Bobby Russell



transcribed by darrenblin@hotmail.com



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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