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
