Rough on the outside, worn and tired A carpenter’s hands ain’t much admired But we all know about the talent, strength and pride it comes out through that tough rawhide C: I can hear the hammer ringing on the nail I can smell the fresh sawdust cuts never fail Just listen to the sounds of a building site Yep, it’s the carpenter there with all his might Measures twice, cuts once when tending a board Assesses his life in progress, in talks with the Lord Tired and relentless, creative and kind Callused hands will build your vision it’s in his mind C: I can hear the hammer ringing on the nail I can smell the fresh sawdust cuts never fail Just listen to the sounds of a building site Yep, it’s the carpenter there with all his might A carpenter builds for the love of his trade He’s a pro at his craft, proud of what he’s made Don’t ever treat them unfair or be unjust Once you lose it you’ll never get back…their trust C: I can hear the hammer ringing on the nail I can smell the fresh sawdust cuts never fail Just listen to the sounds of a building site Yep, it’s the carpenter there with all his might God’s son was a carpenter and a leader of men Listen to the tradesmen every now and then They will give you advice and help you grow And when you need a hand in life.... they are good people to know C: I can hear the hammer ringing on the nail I can smell the fresh sawdust cuts never fail Just listen to the sounds of a building site Yep, it’s the carpenter there with all his might Chorus fade: I can hear the hammer ringing on the nail Just hear the hammer!….a ringin' that nail!
