59.Song For A Carpenter
Oh, he makes his life as a carpenter
He works his hands in wood
And he lives the way his granddad might have liked and
understood
He goes to work each morning and he comes home every night
And the time that passes in between he knows has been spent
right
A child in South Ohio, a man in Northern Maine
He took his dream to the end of the world and he brought it home
again
Here he met his sweet Rebeckah...here he came to make his stand
In a house he built in the piney woods where the ocean meets the
land
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And it's hey-ho, steady as you go
Sing for the love of the land
Hey-ho, blessed is the home born of the carpenter's hand
Oh his hair is rough and curly and his legs they reach the
ground
And his eyes are full of living and his back is broad and brown
And his heart is sure and stubborn and his pride's too strong to
bend
And somewhere in his life he found the time to be my friend
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Oh he loves his sweet Rebeckah...he'll love her 'til his death
And she gave to him a bonny son and they named the child Seth
And now they are a family...a community of three
Living in the piney woods where the soil meets the sea
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Born of the carpenter's hand
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