"The Ballad of the Joiner’s Craft" Verse 1 Oh, gather ye round and I’ll sing ye a tune, Of the Joiner’s trade by the light of the moon. With axe and saw and a steady hand, He shapes the wood to meet his plan. Chorus With chisel and mallet, he carves with pride, The hand plane glides as the shavings fly wide. Seven years bound, ten years on the roam, ‘Til the Joiner’s a master with a shop of his own! Verse 2 Apprenticed young to the bench and blade, He learns each cut and where strength is laid. From mortise to tenon, each joint is tight, His craft grows sharp through the day and night. Chorus With chisel and mallet, he carves with pride, The hand plane glides as the shavings fly wide. Seven years bound, ten years on the roam, ‘Til the Joiner’s a master with a shop of his own! Verse 3 As a journeyman free, he roams the land, With tools on his back and skill in his hand. He builds fine doors and sash windows fair, And wainscot walls for the noble’s lair. Bridge Oh, the lathe hums low as it spins with grace, He turns each spindle to its rightful place. With carving knife sharp and a steady eye, He fashions beauty that will never die. Chorus With chisel and mallet, he carves with pride, The hand plane glides as the shavings fly wide. Seven years bound, ten years on the roam, ‘Til the Joiner’s a master with a shop of his own! Verse 4 Now crowned as a master in his workshop bright, He teaches young lads by the firelight. “Hold your tools firm; let your heart be true— For every fine piece tells the tale of you.” Final Chorus With chisel and mallet, he carves with pride, The hand plane glides as the shavings fly wide. Seven years bound, ten years on the roam, Now the Joiner’s a master with apprentices of his own! Outro So here’s to the Joiner who shapes our days— From sturdy beams to fine displays. With skill unmatched and a craftsman’s song, The Joiner’s art will endure ever long!
