Let us now praise the carpenter and the things that he made And the way that he'd live by the tools of the trade I can still hear his hammer singing ten penny time Working by the hour till the day that he died He was tough as a crowbar, he was quick as a chisel Fair as a plane, Lord, and true as a level He was straight as a chalk line and right as a rule He was square with the world, he took good care of his tools He worked his hands in wood from the crib to the coffin With a care and a love that you don't see too often He built boats out of wood, big boats, working in a shipyard Mansions on the hill and a birdhouse in the backyard He was tough as a crowbar, he was quick as a chisel Fair as a plane, Lord, and true as a level He was straight as a chalk line and right as a rule He was square with the world, he took good care of his tools He said anything that's worth cutting down a tree for Is worth doing right, don't the Lord love a two by for? And if you asked him how to do something, he said "Like Noah built the ark" You've gotta hold your mouth right and never miss a mark And you'll be tough as a crowbar, you'll be quick as a chisel Fair as a plane, Lord, and true as a level You'll be straight as a chalk line, right as a rule You'll be square with the world, you take good care of your tools You'll be tough as a crowbar, you'll be quick as a chisel Fair as a plane, Lord, and true as a level You'll be straight as a chalk line, right as a rule You'll be square with the world, you take good care of your tools