Simple Love - Orla Fallon

A little yellow house sitting on a hill

That is where he lived, that is where he died

Every Sunday morning

Hear the weeping willows cry

Two children born, a beautiful wife

Four walls and living’s all he needed in life

Always giving, never asking back

I wish I had a simple love like that

I want a simple love like that

Always giving, never asking back

And when I’m in my final hour looking back

I hope I’ve had a simple love like that

My momma was his only little girl

If he’d had the money he’d have given her the world

Sitting on the front porch together they would sing

Oh, how I long to hear that harmony

I want a simple love like that

Always giving never asking back

And when I’m in my final hour looking back

I hope I’ve had a simple love like that

I want a simple love like that

Always giving never asking back

And when I’m in my final hour looking back

I hope I’ve had a simple love like that

I want a simple love like that

Always giving never asking back

And when I’m in my final hour looking back

I hope I’ve had a simple love like that