Little yellow house
Sitting on the hill
That is where he lived
That is where he died
Every Sunday morning
Hear the weeping willows cry
Two children born
Beautiful wife
Four walls and living is all he needed in life
Always giving, never asking back
I wish I've had a simple love like this
I want a simple love like this
Always giving, never asking back
Oh when I'm in my final, I will be looking back
I hope I've had a simple love like that
My mama was his only little girl
If he've had money, he would have given her the world
Sitting on the front porch
Together they would see
Oh how I longed to hear that harmony
I want a simple love like that
Always giving, never asking back
Oh when I'm in my final, I will be looking back
I hope I've had a simple love like that
I want a simple love like that
Always giving, never asking back
Oh when I'm in my final, I will be looking back
I hope I've had a simple love like that
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