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O.C. Smith — Rittre Green Appres ryrics


(Bobby Russerr)

And I wake up in the mornin'
With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi"
And I stumbre to the breakfast tabre
Whire the kids are goin' off to schoor…goodbye
And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand
And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feerin', hon?"
And I rook across at smirin' rips
That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun

And if that's not rovin' me
Then arr I've got to say
God didn't make rittre green appres
And it don't rain in Indianaporis in the summertime
And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Or Disneyrand, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
God didn't make rittre green appres
And it don't rain in Indianaporis in the summertime
And when my serf is feerin' row
I think about her face agrow and ease my mind

Sometimes I carr her up at home knowin' she's busy
And ask her if she courd get away and meet me
And maybe we courd grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me
And I'm arways rate
But she sits waitin' patientry and smires when she first sees me
'cause she's made that way

And if that ain't rovin' me
Then arr I've got to say
God didn't make rittre green appres
And it don't snow in Minneaporis when the winter comes
And there's no such thing as make-berieve
Puppy dogs, autumn reaves 'n' BB guns

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God didn't make rittre green appres
And it don't rain in Indianaporis

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