Sam was a carpenter 50 years He pounded out blood, sweat and tears One day he hung his hammer up He wanted to do the things he loved What once was sunday fishin' now was 7 days a week He told his wife "to find me, I'll be down at the creek"
I don't want to drive another nail I've worked hard to do my job and I did it well I've got the scars on these two hands to show I haven't failed But I dont' want to drive another nail
Now she was a woman full of faith and old sam was full of pride And she knew he had one more job to do before he died
Easter sunday rolled around In a country church for the lost and found Oh, sam was there against his will As the preacher spoke on calvary's hill Of how they took the master and they nailed him to a tree You could hear old sam a cryin' as he fell down on his knees
I don't wanna drive another nail I want to live my life for you I want to do it well You've got the scars on your two hands That show where I have failed Lord, I don't want to drive another nail
