verse 1
C#m B
Let us now praise a carpenter and the things that he made
A B
And the way that he lived by the tools of his trade
C#m B
I can still hear his hammer singing ten penny time
A B
Working by the hour till the day he died
E
Oh he was tough as a crowbar quick as a chisel
B C#m B
Fair as a plane and true as a level
E
He was straight as a chalkline and right as a rule
B C#m B
He was square with the world he took good care of his tools
verse 2
C#m B
He said anything that's worth cuttin' down a tree for
A B
Is worth doin' right don't the Lord love a two by four
C#m B
Well they asked him how to do something he'd say just like Noah built the ark
A B
You got to hold your mouth right son and never miss your mark
E
Oh he was tough as a crowbar quick as a chisel
B C#m B
Fair as a plane and true as a level
E
He was straight as a chalkline and right as a rule
B C#m B
He was square with the world he took good care of his tools
verse 3
C#m B
Oh he worked his hands in wood from the crib to the coffin
A B
With a care and a love you don't see too often
C#m B
He built boats out of wood big boats working in a shipyard
A B
Mansions on the hill and a birdhouse in the backyard
E
Oh he was tough as a crowbar quick as a chisel
B C#m B
Fair as a plane and true as a level
E
He was straight as a chalkline and right as a rule
B C#m B
He was square with the world he took good care of his tools