You can offer me a diamond-plated pearl; You can send me all the riches in the world; You can tempt me with the palaces of kings; I'd give 'em back in a big ol' sack and keep the simple things
I've got the simple things; I've got the rain in spring, Got spicy chicken wings, and French-fried onion rings
You can line me up a mile of limousines; For me it don't add up to a hill o' beans; I got no hankerin' for grabbin' your brass ring; It's crystal clear — I'll stay right here and keep the simple things
I've got the summer breeze, got 16 cans of peas, A two-speed window fan when it's 93 degrees, So forgive me for not grabbin' your brass ring; It's crystal clear — I'll stay right here and keep the simple things