[Intro] [two acoustic guitars strumming in G major] [Verse 1] Little carpenter boy Playing with your wooden toys While your father works making a living Listening for your friends Calling to play with them Playing their games, winning and losing [Verse 2] Little carpenter boy Learning about pain and joy Growing up in an age of faith and confusion Learning your father's trade Side by side at the lathe While he teaches you to cut with skill and precision [Bridge] Did you ever stare in wonder at the stars up in the sky? Did you ever make a wish on some sweet tear you cried? Did you ever wake up scared by a dream? Then, maybe you were a little bit like me [Verse 3] Little carpenter boy Growing up into a man Coming to grips with all of the changes Discovering the truth That was born to you Finding through gentleness where your strength is [Verse 4] Little carpenter boy The simple life that you enjoyed Did you even know that we would remember? Did you know what life had in store? Or that we would always adore? The living example you were to render [Bridge] Lord, I wonder how my life might have been If the little carpenter boy and I had grown up as friends Would we have laughed and sang and walked down by the sea? Would he have been just a little bit like me? (Oh, oh) [Outro] I could never be perfect He never tried to be But, Maybe, he was just a little bit like me [acoustic guitars fade out]