aka Material Things

Is it much to admit I need

A solid soul and the blood I bleed
With a little girl, and by my spouse
I only want a proper house


I don't care for fancy things
Or to take part in a precious race

And children cry for the one who has
A real big heart and a father's grace


I don't mean to seem like I care about material things
like a social status
I just want four walls and adobe slabs for the girl