Folks are blessed who make the best of everyday living by their own
Philosophy everyone who needs the sun must find a way and I have found the
Only way for me I don't believe in frettin' and grievin';
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 with 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, indeed-y; I like the simple life Life
Could be thrillin' with one whose willin' To be a farmers wife it's calling
Me pappy sure make(s) me happy Give me the simple life.
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Folks are blessed who make the best of everyday living by their own
Philosophy everyone who needs the sun must find a way and I have found the
Only way for me I don't believe in frettin' and grievin';
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 with 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, indeed-y; I like the simple life Life
Could be thrillin' with one whose willin' To be a farmers wife it's calling
Me pappy sure make(s) me happy Give me the simple life.
Philosophy everyone who needs the sun must find a way and I have found the
Only way for me I don't believe in frettin' and grievin';
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 with 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, indeed-y; I like the simple life Life
Could be thrillin' with one whose willin' To be a farmers wife it's calling
Me pappy sure make(s) me happy Give me the simple life.
Writer: HARRY RUBY, RUBE BLOOM
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.