Give Me The Simple Life

Give Me The Simple Life
music by Rube Bloom
lyric by Harry Ruby (left)

I don't believe in frettin' and grievin'; why mess around with strife.
I never was cut out to step and strut out.
Give me the simple life.

Some find it pleasant dining on pheasant.
Those things roll off my knife; just serve me tomatoes and mashed potatoes;
Give me the simple life.

A cottage small is all I'm after, not one that's spacious and wide.
A house that rings with joy and laughter and the ones you love inside.

Some like the high road, I like the low road,
Free from the care and strife.
Sounds corny and seedy, but yes, indeedy; give me the simple life...