Little Green Apples Little Green Apples Poucas maças verdes Artist: Roger Miller (peak Billboard position # 39 in 1968) Artist: Roger Miller (peak Billboard position # 39 in 1968) Words and Music by Bobby Russell Words and Music by Bobby Russell Artista: Roger Miller (posição do pico da Billboard # 39 em 1968) Version by O.C. Smith hit # 2 that same year Version by O.C. Smith hit # 2 that same year Palavras e música por Bobby Russell And I wake up in the mornin' And I wake up in the mornin' Versão em O.C. Smith bateu # 2 no mesmo ano With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi" With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi" And I stumble to the breakfast table And I stumble to the breakfast table While the kids are goin' off to school?goodbye While the kids are goin' off to school?goodbye E eu acordar de manhã And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand Com o meu cabelo para baixo em meus olhos e diz "Oi" And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?" And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?" E eu não gosto à mesa do café And I look across at smilin' lips And I look across at smilin' lips Enquanto as crianças estão fora indo para a escola? Adeus That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun E ela se estende 'n' pega a minha mão And if that's not lovin' me And if that's not lovin' me E aperta 'n' diz: "Como você está se sentindo, querida?" Then all I've got to say Then all I've got to say E eu olho nos lábios sorrindo God didn't make little green apples God didn't make little green apples Que meu coração quente e ver o sol a minha manhã And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss E se isso não me amar Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme Então tudo o que tenho a dizer God didn't make little green apples God didn't make little green apples Deus não fez pouco maçãs verdes And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime E não de chuva em Indianapolis no verão And when my self is feelin' low And when my self is feelin' low E não há tal coisa como Doctor Seuss I think about her face aglow and ease my mind I think about her face aglow and ease my mind Ou Disneyland, e Mother Goose, sem rima Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy Deus não fez pouco maçãs verdes And ask her if she could get away and meet me And ask her if she could get away and meet me E não de chuva em Indianapolis no verão And maybe we could grab a bite to eat And maybe we could grab a bite to eat E quando o meu eu está se sentindo baixo And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me Eu penso nela aglow rosto e acalmar minha mente And I'm always late And I'm always late But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me Às vezes eu ligar pra ela na casa sabendo ", ela está ocupada 'cause she's made that way 'cause she's made that way E perguntar se ela poderia fugir e me encontrar And if that ain't lovin' me And if that ain't lovin' me E talvez a gente pudesse agarrar uma mordida para comer Then all I've got to say Then all I've got to say E ela deixa cair o que ela está fazendo e ela corre até a me encontrar God didn't make little green apples God didn't make little green apples E eu estou sempre atrasado And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes Mas ela fica esperando pacientemente e sorri quando ela me vê And there's no such thing as make-believe And there's no such thing as make-believe Porque ela é feita dessa maneira Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB guns Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB guns FADE FADE E se isso não está me amando God didn't make little green apples God didn't make little green apples Então tudo o que tenho a dizer And it don't rain in Indianapolis And it don't rain in Indianapolis Deus não fez pouco maçãs verdes Transcribed by Ronald E. Hontz Transcribed by Ronald E. Hontz E isso não neve em Minneapolis, quando o inverno chegar [email protected] [email protected] E não há tal coisa como faz-de- cachorrinhos, 'n' folhas de outono armas BB