I am the son of a carpenter, a hammer in my hand There are nails in my apron, sawdust where I stand I have carved out a living, working with this wood Now it’s time for a journey, doing what I should Father, it’s time for me to leave you, I need to heed the call Mother it’s time for me to leave you, it’s time to give my all I am the son of a carpenter, listen as I teach There’s healing in my veins, and a message that I preach Now nails are used to hold me down, upon this cross of wood Now it’s time for a journey, doing what I should Father, please don’t leave me, I feel so all alone Now my work is finished, sealed behind the stone I am the son of a carpenter, I took upon the pain Shook the very gates of hell and wiped away the stains Believe in me my brother and you surely shall be saved For its time for a journey, rising out of this grave Father it’s time for me to join you in heaven up above I gave my life for many and in the name of love I am the son of a carpenter, in heaven I will be Building your mansions, my father and me. Building your mansions, my father and me.
