Give Me the Simple Life Lyrics

I don't believe in frettin' and grievin';
Why mess around with strife?
Guess i was cut out to step and strut out.
Give me the simple life.
It must pleasant dining on pheasant.
Using the propper knife,
I want tomatoes, mashed potatoes,
Give me the simple life.
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A cottage small is all I'm after,
Not one that's s***ious and wide.
A heart that rings with joy and laughter
with the ones that you love inside.

You take the high road, I'll take the low road,
Free from all care and strife.
Sounds corny and seedy, but yes, indeed-y;
Give me the simple life.
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