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