Settlin’ Down Kind
(Kim Fox / John Keller)

a street of white picket fences
a 401-K plan
the young mom who lives down the street
is knocked up once again
and Sam was born and raised here
his feet have not have touched sand
to live and never see the world
I do not understand

my dreams they overwhelm me
they taint my here and now
and I can’t help but wonder where I’ll be goin’ to

but don’t say I didn’t love you
don’t say I didn’t try
I’m sorry babe
I just ain’t the settlin’ down kind

the comfort of a cigarette
the friendly taste of wine
I can’t hold down a job too long
I don’t pay my taxes on time
so call me irresponsible
but I think that’s unfair
‘cause babe I might be runnin’ late
but eventually I’ll be there

so don’t say I didn’t love you
don’t say I didn’t try
I’m sorry babe
I just ain’t the settlin’ down kind

For some it works so perfectly
I wish their joy was mine
I’m sorry babe
I just ain’t the settlin’ down kind

I watched you buy new furniture
redecorate the house
while you were heading deeper in
I was heading out
you put your arm around me
while we’d sit and watch TV
and I felt like a prisoner
just longing to be free

but don’t say I didn’t love you
don’t say I didn’t try
I’m sorry babe
I just ain’t the settlin’ down kind

for some it works so perfectly
I wish their joy was mine
I’m sorry babe
I just ain’t the settlin’ down kind

I’m sorry babe
I just ain’t the settlin’ down kind

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