There isn't much that I feel I need A solid soul and the blood I bleed But 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 the freshest wave But to provide for mine who ask I will, with heart, on my father's grave On my father's grave I don't mean To seem like I care about material things Like a social status I just want Four walls and adobe slats For my girls