Give Me the Simple Life

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
Kids calling me pappy sure makes me happy
Give me the simple life