The Simple Life
I know a girl
Turned twenty-five last spring
Now she's wearing a ring
In a house, on a hill, with one on the way
And there's a man
Worked every day of his life
Father of four with a good-hearted wife
Who's never missed a Sunday morning service
Oh, I wish
I wish I wanted that simple life
Oh, I wish
I wish I wanted that simple life
I could give up all my wandering
And fill a house with pretty things
And never wonder how or when or why
If I could have that simple life
And there's a kid
Earned his college degree
Got a good job in the big city
And now he sits, passing time, watching TV
And down the street
Jenny is closing the bar
Counting her tips from the jar
It's 3 a.m., all alone, she walks home
Oh, I wish
I wish I wanted that simple life
Oh, I wish
I wish I wanted that simple life
I could give up all my wandering
And fill a house with pretty things
And never wonder how or when or why
If I could have that simple life
And there's a star
Ran out of stories to tell
In room 205 at a hotel
On the road of a life she always thought she'd want
And yeah, she tried
Tried to follow her dreams
Gave it all up for the wandering
And here she is, still wishing for that simple life
Turned twenty-five last spring
Now she's wearing a ring
In a house, on a hill, with one on the way
And there's a man
Worked every day of his life
Father of four with a good-hearted wife
Who's never missed a Sunday morning service
Oh, I wish
I wish I wanted that simple life
Oh, I wish
I wish I wanted that simple life
I could give up all my wandering
And fill a house with pretty things
And never wonder how or when or why
If I could have that simple life
And there's a kid
Earned his college degree
Got a good job in the big city
And now he sits, passing time, watching TV
And down the street
Jenny is closing the bar
Counting her tips from the jar
It's 3 a.m., all alone, she walks home
Oh, I wish
I wish I wanted that simple life
Oh, I wish
I wish I wanted that simple life
I could give up all my wandering
And fill a house with pretty things
And never wonder how or when or why
If I could have that simple life
And there's a star
Ran out of stories to tell
In room 205 at a hotel
On the road of a life she always thought she'd want
And yeah, she tried
Tried to follow her dreams
Gave it all up for the wandering
And here she is, still wishing for that simple life
Credits
Writer(s): John Flanagan, Annalise Casey Emerick
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