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.