Come What May

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