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 back again Here he met his sweet Rebekah Here he came to make his stand In a house he built in the piny woods Where the ocean meets the land 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 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, he loves his sweet Rebekah 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 piny woods Where the soil meets the sea 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 Born of the carpenter's hand