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I'm no scholar and I'm no philosopherBut I've lived and I've learned a thing or twoIt don't help to worry, there's no need to hurryAnd it don't take a lot to pull you throughLike your favorite song, a call from homeOr the rain that falls across your windowpaneA season change, the smell of springtime in MayA precious child, a baby's smileOr your woman's love to keep you warm at nightOh, you know the simple things can get you through the hardest timesLife's a puzzle and sometimes a struggleAnd at times, Lord, it's more than you can takeBut look around you, I know, you're bound toFind somethin' that will brighten up your dayLike your favorite song, a call from homeOr the rain that falls across your windowpaneA season change, the smell of springtime in MayA precious child, a baby's smileOr your woman's love to keep you warm at nightOh, you know the simple things can get you through the hardest timesLike a precious child, a baby's smileOr your woman's love to keep you warm at nightOh, you know the simple things can get you through the hardest times From Letras Mania