Lord, Lord I need the simple life
Lord, Lord I need the simple life
Everything is in flux
That's why I don't say much
If I should say something now
I'll be wrong later somehow
Lord I need the simple life
A healthy son, a holy wife,
I'll go and work out in the fields
And come home to my baby's meal
This loaf of bread and butter knife
This could get me through this life
Lord, Lord I need the simple life
How can we know what it means
When it means so much?
How can we love what we don't see
When all we need is to touch?
Lord I need the simple life
A healthy son, a holy wife,
I'll go and work out in the fields
And come home to my baby's meal
This loaf of bread and butter knife
This could get me through this life
Lord, Lord I need the simple life
Let's take this river and ride
Over to the other side
Let's take this rhythm and roll
Back before the things that we know
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