Peter Tosh - Little Green Apples Chords

[Intro]
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If that's not lovin' me, all I've got to say

[Verse 1]
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God didn't make the little green apples
                                      Gm
It don't snow in Indianapolis when the winter comes
        C
There is no such thing like Doctor Seuss, Mother Goose
                      F
Disneyland, there's no nursery rhyme

[Verse 2]
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I say God didn't make the little green apples
                                    Gm
It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
        C
There is no such thing like a make-believe
                             F
Puppy dog fantasy, there's no nursery rhyme

[Chorus]
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I gave her all my heart
                                Gm
She wanted, she wanted all of my very soul
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Baby don't you sit and wonder
                                       F
I make your heart go under 'cause I was born that way

[Verse 3]
F
God didn't make the little green apples
                                    Gm
It don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
        C
There is no such thing like Doctor Seuss, Disneyland
                        F
Mother Goose, there's no nursery rhyme

[Verse 4]
     F
I say God didn't make the little green apples
                                           Gm
It don't snow down in Indianapolis when the winter comes
        C
There is no such thing like a make-believe
                             F
Puppy dog fantasy, there's no nursery rhyme

[Chorus]
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All of my love, all of my heart, oh
         Gm
Won't you take it, care it, keep it 
C
Mmm I was always in misery
                 F
'Cause I was just born that way

[Verse 5]
     F
I say God didn't make the little green apples
                                           Gm
It don't snow down in Indianapolis when the winter comes
        C
There is no such thing like Doctor Seuss, Disneyland
                F
Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme

[Verse 6]
   F
Oh, God didn't make the little green apples
                                      Gm
It don't snow in Indianapolis when the winter comes
        C
There is no such thing like make-believe
                      F
No fantasy, there's no nursery rhyme