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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

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Artist: john conlee