Hammerin' Nails

My Daddy bought 5 acres

High up on a hill

And he went there every evening

When he got off at the mill

And he cleared the trees and brush away

And leveled out some land

Then he dug a hole and poured a slab

With his own workin' hands

Then he showed me a picture

Of a big house in a book

And said when we get her finished, son.

This is how she's gonna look

Then he buckled on his tool belt

And grabbed a 2 by 6

And said you gotta frame a sturdy wall

Before you ever lay a brick

He was hammerin' nails

In our foundation

Building our home

Up good and strong

To stand the winds

Of life's temptations

To build our house well

He was a hammerin' nails

We worked with him on the weekends

Until our muscles hurt

Then mama'd come and get us

And take us all to church

She read us from the bible

About Noah and the flood

About John, and Paul, and Jesus

How he washed us in the blood

And she was hammerin' nails

In our foundation

Building our home

Up good and strong

To stand the winds

Of life's temptations

With every story she'd tell

She was a hammerin' nails

Yeah they raised us well

By hammerin' nails