Em D Let us now praise a carpenter & the things that he madeC D And the way that he lived by the tools of his tradeEm D I can still hear his hammer singin' ten penny timeC D Workin' by the hour till the day he died [Chorus 1]G He was tough as a crowbar, he was quick as a chiselD C G Fair as a plane and true as a levelG He was straight as a chalkline and right as a ruleD C G He was square with the world he took good care of his tools [Verse 2]Em D He worked his hands in wood from the crib to the coffinC D With a care and a love you don't see too oftenEm D He built boats out of wood, big boats workin' in a shipyardC D Mansions on the hill and a birdhouse in the backyard [Chorus 2]G He said anything that's worth cuttin' down a tree forD C G Is worth doin' right, don't the Lord love a two by fourG If you ask him how to do somethin', he'll say just like Noah built the ark.D C G You got to hold your mouth right son and never miss your mark.
The Carpenter
John Conlee
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