Little yellow house sittin' on a hill That is where he lived That is he died Every Sunday morning Hear the weeping willows cry
Two born A beautiful wife Four walls and livin's all he in life Always giving, never asking back I wish I had a simple love like that
I want a love like that Always giving, never askin' back For when in my final hour lookin' back I hope I had a simple love like that
My momma was his only little If he'd had the money he'd have given her the world on the front porch together they would sing Oh how I long to hear that harmony
I want a simple love like that Always giving never asking back When I'm my final hour back I hope I had a simple love like that
I want a simple love like that Always giving never asking When I'm in my final hour looking back I hope I had a simple love like that