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 my girls