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      My momma was his only little girl   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.