Simple Tools - Ry Cooder

My wife used to say she couldn’t understand

Why I make my living working with my hands

She met a junk bond daddy and he broke up my home

He made his living on the telephone

Daddy spied my darling and he dialed her number then

They took off next morning and she won’t be back again

Now I may not be good looking and I never been to school

But I patched up my broken home using simple tools

Simple tools simple tools I like simple tools

I’m just a common ordinary workaday fool

I might not be the brightest bulb or the straightest rule

But I can mend my broken heart using simple tools

I can talk to girls in bars maybe a few

We’d drink a little glass of wine or maybe two

I might wake up in Gay Paree or good old San Berdoo

The gals appreciate a man that uses simple tools

I won’t be walking 'round all night wonderin' what to do

I won’t be calling up the morgue askin' for you

Or beating down these memories with one of your old shoes

I can do the job in half the time' 'cause I use simple tools

Simple tools simple tools I like simple tools

I’m just a common ordinary workaday fool

I might not be the brightest bulb or the straightest rule

But I can do the job in half the time and it stays done when I use simple tools