Rube Bloom - Give Me The Simple Life lyrics

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