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.
Oh, I wish 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

If he had the money he would 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.
I hope I had a simple love like that.