A Hatchet, A Hammer, A Bucket Of Nails

A hatchet, a hammer, a bucket of nails

An' all the wood i can find

I'll build me a cabin on top of the hill

Got all the plans in my mind . . .



Where the tree tops talk to the wind

Where the eagle flies

I'll bring her to see it the minute i'm through

Won't she light up with surprise!



A hatchet, a hammer, a bucket of nails

An' just my two hands, but with some help from above

The walls will start risin', the roof will go on

The final touch will be love . . .



Where the tree tops talk to the wind

Where the eagle flies

The preacher will bless us as we hurry to

Our happy home in the skies . . .



As soon as we're married,

We're movin' in to

Our happy home in the skies . . .



( a hatchet, a hammer, a bucket of nails . . . )

Our happy home in the skies . . .




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