Give Me The Simple Life

I don't believe in fretting or grieving

Why mess around with strife?

I never was cut out

To step and strut out

Give me the simple life

Some find it pleasant, dining on pheasant

Those things roll off my knife

Just serve me tomatoes and mashed potatoes

Give me the simple life

A cottage small is all I'm after

Not one that's spacious and wide

A house that rings with joy and laughter

And the ones you love inside

Some like the high road, I like the low road

Free from the care and strife

Sounds corny and seedy

But yes, indeedy

Give me the simple life

I greet the dawn when I awaken

The sky is clear up above

I like my scrambled eggs and bacon

Served by someone that I love

Life could be thrilling with one who's willing

To be a farmer's wife

Kids calling their pappy

Would make me happy

Give me, give me the simple life