The Night We Called It a Day - The Four Freshmen

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 of 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, indeed

Give me the simple life

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 of 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, indeed

Give me, oh, give me, oh, give me the simple life