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 Little yellow house  on a hill
 That is where he 
 That is where  died
 Every Sunday morning
 Hear the weeping  cry
 
 Two children born
 A beautiful wife
  walls and livin's all he needed in life
 Always  never asking back
 I wish I  a simple love like that
 
  want a simple love like that
  giving, never askin' back
 For when I'm in my final  lookin' back
 I hope I had  simple love like that
 
  momma was his only little girl
  he'd had the money he'd have given her the world
 Sittin'  the front porch together they would sing
 Oh how I long  hear that harmony
 
 I  a simple love like that
 Always giving never asking 
 When I'm in  final hour looking back
 I hope I had a simple  like that
 
 I  a simple love like that
 Always giving never asking 
 When I'm in  final hour looking back
 I hope I  a simple love like that