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BSam was a carpenter C#m50 years B F#7
heB pounded out blood,C#m sweat and tBears F#7
oneE day he hung his F#7hammer up E F#7
Bhe wanted to do the C#mthings he lBoved F#7
what F#7once was Sunday fishin' now was E7 days a week
heF#7 told his wife "to find me, EI?ll be down at the Fcreek"
EI don't want to drive another Bnail
F#7I?ve worked hard to do my job and BI did it well B F#7 E
EI?ve got the scars on these two hands to Bshow I haven't failed
C#mbut I don?t want to F#7drive another nailB C#m B F#7 Gm G#m
G#mnow she was a woman Efull of faith and old BSam was full of pride
and she G#mknew he had F#7one more job to Edo before he F#7died
BEaster Sunday C#mrolled arouBnd F#7
Bin a country church for the C#mlost and Bfound F#7
oh, ESam was there F#7against his Ewill F#7 E
Bas the preacher spoke on C#mCalvary?s Bhill F#7
of F#7how they took the master and they Enailed him to a tree
you could F#7hear old Sam a cryin' as he Efell down on his F#7knees
EI don't wanna drive another Bnail
F#7I want to live my life for you I want to Bdo it well B F#7 E
Eyou've got the scars on your two hands
that sBhow where I have failed
C#mlord, I don't want to F#7drive another Bnail
EI don't wanna drive another nail B
F#7I want to live my life for you I want to Bdo it well B F#7 E
Eyou've got the scars on your two hands
that sBhow where I have failed
C#mlord, I don't want to F#7drive another Bnail
BC#mBF#7BC#mBF#7B
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