“I’m Settled” Sheet Music (pdf).
“I’m Settled” Karaoke (midi with lyrics).
Lyrics: Marcia Deihl.
Tune: Marcia Deihl.
I’m settled. Whoa. I’m settled.
No hubby, no house, no car, no kid, and no regrets for what I didn’t or I did.
I’m settled. Yeah, indeed, I’m settled.
And when I turn thirty, gonna give a big party just to say, “I declare, ‘I’m settled!’”
When I was just a little girl, I wasn’t dressed in pink.
But there were always subtle things to make me stop and think.
One day up in the attic, my folks spied a fine old kettle.
“It’s been in the fam’ly for years,” they said. “And we’ll send it to you when you’re settled.”
[spoken] I have a sneaking suspicion they meant married.
I’m settled. Whoa. I’m settled.
No hubby, no house, no car, no kid, and no regrets for what I didn’t or I did.
I’m settled. Yeah, indeed, I’m settled.
And when I turn thirty, gonna give a big party just to say, “I declare, ‘I’m settled!’”
Some folks I know are married, and some have untied the knot.
And when I look at all of them, some are ‘settled,’ and some are ‘not.’
It’s not a piece of paper. It happens deep inside.
You shake hands with your choices, then, sit back, enjoy the ride.
I’m settled. Whoa. I’m settled.
No hubby, no house, no car, no kid, and no regrets for what I didn’t or I did.
I’m settled. Yeah, indeed, I’m settled.
And when I turn thirty, gonna give a big party just to say, “I declare, ‘I’m settled!’”
It ain’t that I’m a rambler or I’m too rough to care.
There’s friends I love and work to do and a worn-in easy chair.
Need I explain? Just let me be. No cause to worry or meddle.
Bring on the crockpots, silver, and towels. I’ll put them in my home and get settled.
[spoken] Married folks get all the loot.
I’m settled. Whoa. I’m settled.
No hubby, no house, no car, no kid, and no regrets for what I didn’t or I did.
I’m settled. Yeah, indeed, I’m settled.
And when I turn thirty, gonna give a big party just to say, “I declare, ‘I’m settled!’”