Cifras
Little Green Apples

Tono: E

Introducción:

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                            Fm7  Bb7  
Verse
                Fm7  
And I wake up in the morning
Fm7                                                  Bb7                                    Eb7+    C7  
With my hair down in my eyes and she says hi
        Fm7  
And I stumble to the breakfast table
                             Fm7            Bb7                                                      Eb7+    C7  
While the kids are going off to school goodbye
          Bbm7                              Eb7/9                    Bbm7  
And she reaches out and takes my hand
                                     Eb7/9                                              Ab7+      Abm6  
Squeezes it and says how you feelin' hon
                Fm7  
And I look across at smiling lips
                  Fm7                 Bb7                                              Eb7+  
That warm my heart and see my morning sun
                                                Fm7                 Bb7            Fm7                                 Bb7  
And if that's not loving me         then all I've got to say
                             Eb                                              Eb7+  
God didn't make little green apples
                                                                     Eb6                      Fm                    Fm7          Bb7  
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
                     Fm                                                              Fm7  
And there's no such thing as Doctor Suess
                Fm7                                            Bb7                                         Eb7+  Eb6  
Or Disneyland and Mother Goose is no nursery rhyme
                             Eb                                              Eb7+  
God didn't make little green apples
                                                                     Eb6                      Fm                    Fm7          Bb7  
And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
          Fm                                                      Fm7  
And when myself is feeling low
                     Fm7                                         Bb7                              Eb7+  Eb6  
I think about her face and go and ease my mind
Key change to E
F#m                 F#m7                                              B7                         E7+  E6  G#m7  G#º  
Sometimes I call her up at home knowing she's busy
F#m                    F#m7  
And ask if she could get away
                                             B7                                                              E7+  E6  E7  
And meet me and maybe we can grab a bite to eat
Bm7                            E7  
And she drops what she's doing
                                E7                                                                                 A7+  Am6  
And she hurries down to meet me and I'm always late
F#m7  
But she sits waiting patiently
                             F#m7                                                    B7                                                    E  E7+  E6  E7+  
And smiles when she first sees me cause she's made that way
                                                     F#m7    B7              F#m7                              B7  
And if that ain't loving me then all I've got to say
              F  
C7         Gm7  
God didn't make little green apples
                        Gm7                                                      C7                                      F7+      F6  
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
                Gm7  
And there's no such think as make-believe,
                                  C7                                                      F7+    F6  
Puppy dogs or autumn leaves and BB guns
C7         Gm7  
God didn't make little green apples
                        Gm7                                                      C7                                      F7+      F6  
And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
             Gm7  
And there's no such think as make-believe,
                                  C7                                                      F7+    F6  
Puppy dogs or    autumn leaves and BB guns

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