Little Green Apples
Ray Conniff 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

Ray Conniff’s “Little Green Apples” is a song that describes the love between two people who appreciate each other’s small gestures. The singer wakes up in the morning with his hair down in his eyes, and his wife greets him with a warm smile. The wife takes his hand, squeezes it and asks how he feels, making him feel appreciated. The song highlights the idea that such simple moments of love are enough to make a day seem brighter.


The chorus of “Little Green Apples” centers on the idea that the love between the singer and his wife is so strong that it defies what is known to be true. For instance, the singer says that if his wife’s love is not genuine, then God didn't make little green apples, saying that being loved in such a simple way is an undeniable proof of love. Later, when the singer is feeling low, he thinks of his wife’s smiling face, which lifts his mood. The song emphasizes the importance of finding joy in the small things in life, such as the love between two people.


Line by Line Meaning

And I wake up in the mornin'
I rise from my sleep as the sun comes up


With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi"
My hair flops down over my eyes and she greets me with a warm hello


And I stumble to the breakfast table
I make my way slowly and clumsily towards the table where breakfast awaits


While the kids are goin' off to school goodbye
As my children leave for school, I bid them farewell


And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand
She touches me tenderly by holding my hand


And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?"
She gently presses my hand and asks how I am feeling, using an endearing nickname


And I look across at smilin' lips
I glance over at her happy, smiling mouth


That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun
Her smile brings me great happiness and makes me feel as if the sun has risen inside me


And if that's not lovin' me
If this is not what true love is


Then all I've got to say
Then I would have to say


God didn't make little green apples
True love like this cannot be explained by simple coincidences such as the existence of mythical things like green apples


And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
It is impossible for these coincidences to occur such as the lack of rainfall in the summertime in Indianapolis


And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Similarly, there is no such thing as the fictional character Doctor Seuss


Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
Disneyland, Mother Goose and all the nursery rhymes are also just fiction and do not truly have an impact on real life love


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


I think about her face aglow and ease my mind
I remember her beaming face which helps me to relax and clear my mind


Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy
Occasionally I call her at home even though I am aware she has important work to do


And ask her if she could get away and meet me
I ask if she could take some time to meet me somewhere


And maybe we could grab a bite to eat
I suggest that maybe we could go out to eat together


And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me
She drops all of her work and makes haste so that she can join me


And I'm always late
I am always tardy and behind schedule


But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me
However, she waits for me patiently with a smile when she first lays eyes on me


'cause she's made that way
This is because being thoughtful and caring is simply a part of her personality


And if that ain't lovin' me
If this is not true love


Then all I've got to say
Then I would have to say


God didn't make little green apples
This kind of genuine affection and tenderness can only be explained as true love and is not a result of fickle coincidences such as green apples


And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
Certain occurrences such as snowfall in Minneapolis during winter are simply that, occurrences not related to the love between two people


And there's no such thing as make-believe
There is no need for fantasies or delusions in true love


Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB guns
Things like puppies, falling leaves, and BB guns are simple aspects of life that do not require any explanation in the context of love


And when I'm over her and done
When I have moved on from this relationship


I'll be packin' up my bags and gone
I will pack my bags and leave to start anew




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DENNIS EMANUEL BROWN

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