My Boys

There isn't much that I feel I need A solid soul, and the blood I bleed But with a little cat and by my spouse I only want a proper house I don't care for fancy things Or take part in the freshest way But to provide for my mine who ask I will work hard, 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 slabs for my boys There isn't much that I feel I need A solid soul, and the blood I bleed But with a little cat and by my spouse I only want a proper house I don't care for fancy things Or to take part in the freshest way But to provide for my mine who ask I will work hard, on my father's grave On my father's grave 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 slabs for my boys