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Wish Dear Mum was like this - Simple Man, Lynyrd Skynyrd [even though I am writing this while listening to the Deftones' cover, a decent one]

http://www.elyrics.net/read/l/lynyrd-skynyrd-lyrics/simple-man-lyrics.html


Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this it'll help you some sunny day

Oh, take your time don't live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
Go find a woman you'll find love
And don't forget son there is someone up above

And be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me son if you can?

Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you my son is to be satisfied
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/l/lynyrd-skynyrd-lyrics/simple-man-lyrics.html]

And be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me son if you can? Oh yes, I will

Boy, don't you worry you'll find yourself
Follow your heart and nothing else
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you my son is to be satisfied

And be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me son if you can?

Baby be a simple, be a simple man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man 





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xqp1U6RoQaw 



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