Little yellow house sittin’ 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 livin’s all he needed in life Always givin’ never asking back I wish I had a simple love like that. I want a simple love like that Always giving never asking back for when I’m in my final hour lookin’ back I hope I had a simple love like that. second verse: My momma was his only little girl If he’d had the money he’d have given her the world Sittin’ on the front porch together they would sing Oh how I long to hear that harmony.