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