Lyrics
Granddaddy put some oak from the hill through an old sawmill
Built the porch we were sitting on
Like a rocking chair preacher, told a story that was sweeter
Than the tea we were sipping on
Grandma dreamed of a wraparound
Took me a month to get the last board down
I said, "Ain't that something?"
He said, "This ain't nothing"
Let me tell you 'bout a man whose hands built more than I ever could
He set a world off the rails on track with some nails going into wood
He bore a cross that built a bridge
Ain't no broken that He can't fix
He can mend where you hurt
Let Him in and let Him get to work
He's the Carpenter
Oh
He said, "You should've seen me 'fore He helped me break free
From the chains I was dragging round
We wouldn't be here talking if I'd kept on walking
That road I was going down
Don't ask me how He made anything
Out of the man I used to be
I was a worthless pile of scraps
He said, "I'm used to using that"
Let me tell you 'bout a man whose hands built more than I ever could
He set a world off the rails on track with some nails going into wood
He bore a cross that built a bridge
Ain't no broken that He can't fix
He can mend where you hurt
Let Him in and let Him get to work
He's the Carpenter
Oh, He's the Carpenter
He'll carve you out, sand you down
Build you up on solid ground
Let me tell you 'bout a man whose hands built more than I ever could
He set a world off the rails on track with some nails going into wood
He bore a cross that built a bridge
Ain't no broken that He can't fix
He can mend where you hurt
Let Him in and let Him get to work
He's the Carpenter
Oh, He's the Carpenter
He's the Carpenter