Little Green Apples
O.C. Smith Lyrics
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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 and takes my hand
And squeezes it and says, "How you feelin', hon'?"
And I look across at smilin' lips
That warm my heart and I see my morning sun
And if that's not lovin' me (lovin' me)
Then all I've gotta say (gotta say)
Is God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
There's no such thing as Dr. Seuss
No Disneyland, Mother Goose, there's no nursery rhyme
No 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 (she's busy)
And I ask her if she could get away and meet me
And grab a bite to eat (a bite to eat)
Whoa, and she drops what she's doin'
And she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late
She sits waitin' patiently, smiles when she first sees me
She's made that way (made that way)
And if that's not lovin' me (lovin' me)
Then all I've gotta say (gotta say)
Is God didn't make little green apples
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
There's no such thing as make-believe
No puppy dogs and no autumn leaves and no BB guns (no, no)
No 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
God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
The lyrics of O.C. Smith's "Little Green Apples" reflect the love and appreciation the singer has for his significant other. The song describes the singer’s daily routine, waking up to his wife’s greeting, having breakfast with the family, and meeting his wife during his lunch hour. He values his wife’s love and support, and she always makes him feel happy and contented. The singer is grateful for everything his wife does for him, which is emphasized in the chorus: “And if that's not lovin' me, then all I've gotta say, God didn't make little green apples, and it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime.”
The chorus lyrics might seem nonsensical at first, but they serve to emphasize the unique and unrepeatable nature of the singer’s relationship with his wife. His love is so special that it defies logic, taking the form of impossible events, like little green apples or no rain in Indianapolis in the summer. The song ultimately suggests that true love is an unmatched feeling that can only be felt with one person.
Line by Line Meaning
Whoa, I wake up in the mornings
With my hair down in my eyes and she says, "Hi"
I start my day disoriented and unkempt, but my partner greets me and helps me feel better.
And I stumble to the breakfast table
While the kids are goin' off to school, goodbye
I stumble through the morning routine as the kids leave for school.
And she reaches out and takes my hand
And squeezes it and says, "How you feelin', hon'?"
My partner shows affection and concern for my well-being.
And I look across at smilin' lips
That warm my heart and I see my morning sun
My partner's smile brings joy and light into my life.
And if that's not lovin' me (lovin' me)
Then all I've gotta say (gotta say)
If this isn't love, I don't know what is.
Is God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
These things are impossible, just like it's impossible that my partner doesn't love me.
There's no such thing as Dr. Seuss
No Disneyland, Mother Goose, there's no nursery rhyme
These things are fantasies and not real, just like the idea that my partner doesn't love me.
No God didn't make little green apples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
My partner's love for me is as real as the fact that little green apples don't exist and it doesn't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime.
And when my self is feelin' low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
When I'm feeling down, I remember my partner's glowing face and it makes me feel better.
Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy (she's busy)
And I ask her if she could get away and meet me
And grab a bite to eat (a bite to eat)
Whoa, and she drops what she's doin'
And she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late
She sits waitin' patiently, smiles when she first sees me
She's made that way (made that way)
My partner is always there for me, even when I ask her to drop everything and meet me for a meal, even if I'm late. She's patient and understanding.
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
There's no such thing as make-believe
No puppy dogs and no autumn leaves and no BB guns (no, no)
These things are also impossible, just like the idea that my partner doesn't love me.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Robert Russell
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missjo
I just love this song...no words needed
Glam gal North
I loved this song as a kid and still do. It is u indescribable.
gsdlvr123
I love/loved this song...brings back many memories - not a great childhood during this time...but music filled a big void.
S S
I miss my dad so very much - he passed away 2 years ago at 88. He loved music and had such an eclectic taste in music. We used to dance to this - daddy daughter style me and my little pajamas with feet in them- standing on his wingtips - before he left for work I miss him every single day thank goodness for music and the ability to listen to the songs take me back to my most cherished memories with him. When I was a little girl I used to wish and pray and write in my diary if there’s ever one person God that you will allow to live forever please let it be my daddy. It’s still hard to believe that he’s gone.
Tazamack
Yeah I know how you feel..i miss my dad and my mom both. They this on a 45 record. Back when the song first came out.
Ruth Rivera
I hear you sista. My Daddy was my best friend. When I be at the kitchen table he would comb my hair. And when he was finished it was my turn to comb his his hair. It was our thing. I miss him every day and he's been gone more than 20yrs. I still talk to him especially when I'm sad.
KCandCherie Lombard
that's the way I felt about my mama....
arden
My grandpa who recently passed always used to play this song for me and make me hot cocoa in the morning to wake me up before he would take me to school. He used to pick me up every day too. I haven't heard the song in years but this just brought back so many memories. <3
Kim Lane
I hope you get those sweet reminders of him for the rest of your life.
Roger Koob
my dad recently passed away and he loved this song much he wanted to do his own version....they did it and it was awesome.....but somehow the master got destroyed and that was it.....this song always reminds me of my dad,.