I don't live here anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore
The window coverins' are all packed away, packed away, packed away
And I'm not lookin' for anything to take your place
Not love, not money, not a babe or a house in the country
Not for us to change our ways
I'm just gonna take what comes, come what may
I took the bus to Sydney from Halifax
My mom picked me up at the Circle K
We entered town via King Street, you should see the way
The ocean hugs our little town
Like a hand-knit, lambswool blanket for a newborn
I'd wrap my baby up in its arms if the wind blew that way
But I'm not lookin' for anything, anything to take your place
Not love, not money, not a babe or a house in the country
Not for me to change my ways
I'm just gonna take what comes, come what may