Little Green Apples
Lawrence Welk Lyrics


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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 'n' takes my hand
And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?"
And I look across at 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 summertime
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 summertime
And when my self 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 ask her if she could get away and meet me
And maybe we could 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
'cause 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 Minneapolis when the winter comes
And there's no such thing as make-believe
Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB guns





God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Lawrence Welk's song "Little Green Apples" are about the singer's appreciation for a woman in his life who brings him comfort and happiness. He wakes up in the morning with his hair disheveled, and she greets him warmly, offering him a steady hand and a smile. She is his rock, the one who steadies him when he feels low, and the one he turns to when he needs some respite from the world. She is someone he can always count on, even when life seems uncertain and erratic.


Throughout the song, the singer repeats the phrase "God didn't make little green apples," implying that there are certain things in life that defy explanation and can only be attributed to the mysterious workings of fate or the divine. He suggests that the love he receives from this woman is one of those things, something that cannot be quantified or reduced to a simple explanation. The song's breezy, upbeat melody and jaunty rhythm complement its sunny and optimistic lyrics, making it an enduring classic that has been covered by many different artists over the years.


Line by Line Meaning

And I wake up in the mornin'
I begin my day and open my eyes in the morning


With my hair down in my eyes and she says 'Hi'
My hair is in my face and my significant other greets me


And I stumble to the breakfast table
I walk unsteadily to the table to have breakfast


While the kids are goin' off to school goodbye
The children are leaving home to go to school


And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand
My partner holds my hand affectionately


And squeezes it 'n' says 'How ya feelin', hon?'
She holds my hand tightly and asks how I am feeling


And I look across at smilin' lips
I gaze at her happy face and her smiling lips


That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun
Her presence fills me with a warm feeling and makes my day better


And if that's not lovin' me
If that isn't love


Then all I've got to say
I have nothing else to say


God didn't make little green apples
Unconventional or impossible things don't exist


And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
It doesn't rain heavily in Indianapolis during summer


And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
There is no writer who goes by the name of Doctor Seuss


Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
There is no Disneyland, Mother Goose, or any nursery rhyme


God didn't make little green apples
Unconventional or impossible things don't exist


And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
It doesn't rain heavily in Indianapolis during summer


And when my self is feelin' low
When I'm feeling down


I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
I think of my partner's glowing face to make myself feel better


Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy
Occasionally, I call her when she's busy at home


And ask her if she could get away and meet me
I request her to take some time from her busy schedule and meet me


And maybe we could grab a bite to eat
We plan to eat together


And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me
She abandons her work and rushes to meet me


And I'm always late
I am almost always late


But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me
She sits patiently waiting for me and welcomes me with a smile


'cause she's made that way
It's her innate nature to be patient and understanding


And if that ain't lovin' me
If that isn't love


Then all I've got to say
I have nothing else to say


God didn't make little green apples
Unconventional or impossible things don't exist


And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
It doesn't snow much in Minneapolis during winter


And there's no such thing as make-believe
There is nothing such as imagination or fantasy


Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB guns
Puppy dogs, falling autumn leaves, and BB guns do not exist


God didn't make little green apples
Unconventional or impossible things don't exist


And it don't rain in Indianapolis
It doesn't rain heavily in Indianapolis




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Robert Russell

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