Give Me the Simple Life Songtext
von Tony Bennett featuring Chuck Wayne

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.