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Little Green Apples Karaoke - Roger Miller

To nagranie jest coverem Little Green Apples rozsławionym przez Roger Miller

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 103 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: C

The song begins a cappella

Czas trwania: 02:57 - Podgląd na stronie: 00:50

Data wydania: 1968
Genres: Folk, Country, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Bobby Russell

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Little Green Apples

And I wake up in the mornin' with my hair down in my eyes and she says Hi
And I stumble to the breakfast table while the kids are goin' off to school, goodbye
And she reaches out
Takes my hand and squeezes it and says
How you feelin' hon'
And I look across the smilin' lips that warm my heart and see my mornin' sun
And if that's not lovin' me then all I've got to say
God didn't make little green apples and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time
And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss or Disneyland and Mother Goose
No nursery rhyme
God didn't make little green apples and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time
And when myself is feelin' low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy
And asked her if she can get away and meet me and maybe we can grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late
But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me 'cos she's made that way
And if that ain't lovin' me then all I've got to say
God didn't make little green apples and it don't snow in Indianapolis when the winter comes
And there's no such thing as make-believe
Puppy dogs, autumn leaves and B.B. guns
God didn't make little green apples and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summer time
And when myself is feelin' low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind

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