Simpler times were spent here, less to care for or about Shepard to feed and the bay to turn out Simpler times were spent here, the drawer of bills to spend But I gave it up for you, and I'd give it up again In the golden light of those dusty dirt road days The sunset was as far as I could see Then one day, tomorrow came a-chugging down the tracks All aboard, ma'am this train ain't coming back But those simpler times, they keep on tugging At the hem of my skirt, a memory stains In those simpler days, when I could smoke my mind away Or could it be I'm living simple, when I sing? As I'm drifting back through our bedroom along the grass The pot of coffee blowing in the wind To the Canon park, watch the fireworks 'til dark Now the only spark is change dragging down the road All those simpler times, they keep on tugging At the hem of my skirt, a memory stains In those simpler days, when I could smoke my mind away Or could it be I'm living simple, when I sing? Could it be I'm living simple when I sing?