There's a light on in the kitchen, again she's sittin' up Crossword's on the table, coffee in the cup She finds another word for waiting as he pulls into the drive She ain't really all that angry, she's just glad that he's alive
Now he's standin' at the back door, straightening his hat Having looked well for the ky that used to be under the mat And she's working on that crossword, fightin' back a smile Find another word for sober, let him sit out there a while
Twenty years of give and take, twenty years of working hard Puttin' groceries on the table, plantin' maypoles in the yard He is falling of the wagon, but he won't stay down too long He'd rather die a thousand deaths than ever do his woman wrong
Now they're not too much to look at, skins too long in the sun But they've weathered well together, and when all is said and done It's still two spoons of sugar and carnation in the can She says "your coffee's on the table, now get in here you simple man"
Simple man, simple man, he's just doing the best that a simlpe man can do The bacon's in the skillet and the cakes are in the pan Get in here you simple man