Little yellow house sittin´ on a hill
That is where he lived
That is where he died
Every Sunday morning
Hear the weeping willows cry

Two children born
A beautiful wife
Four walls and livin´s all he needed in life
Always giving, never asking back
I wish I had a simple love like that

I want a simple love like that
Always giving, never askin´ back
For when I´m in my final hour lookin´ back
I hope I had a simple love like that

My momma was his only little girl
If he´d had the money he´d have given her the world
Sittin´ 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 in my final hour looking back
I hope I had a simple love like that

I want a simple love like that
Always giving never asking back
When I´m in my final hour looking back
I hope I had a simple love like that