D G
Come labor get ready
D Bm
to dance for your bread
D G D
My son, I was once where you stand
D G
There's a beast with insatiable
D Bm
hunger, its minions
D A
Need crafters and skilled
D
working hands
D G D
Needs a fortress high in the hilltops
D G A
And we are the great chosen crew
D G D Bm
But I am a lowly carpenter so
D A G
what have I power to do
|G |A | D|
D G D Bm
Oh misery call us to rise up at dawn,
D G D
to turn â??way as fast as we can
D G D
We may be the mortar that cradles the
Bm D A D
brick but I am just one grain of sand
D G
And don't tell me of tossing the
D D
Wrenches. It only brings
G A
pleasure and pain
D G D Bm
And we are all lowly carpenters so
D A
where we're taken is where
G
we'll remain
|G |A | D|
D G
And the masters shall govern with
D Bm
unbroken backs
D G D
Look down from the top of the hill
D G
You can cry through the night just as
D Bm
much as you'd like
D A D
There will always be towers to build
D
I could've been more than some
G D
stone dragging vessel
D
I could be more than their
G A
wood cutting slave
D G D Bm
But we are all lowly carpenters so
D A G
what have we power to change
|G |A | D|
D G
And if you can't take no more then
D Bm
get out of the way
D G D
For we've got a day to get through
D G
We wire their castles,
D Bm
their prisons and banks
G
Build their mansions
A D
from cellar to roof
D G
We've got hammers and wrenches and
D
chisels
D G
We could destroy any great wall
A
we come to
D G D Bm
But I am a lowly carpenter so
D A G
what have I power to do
|G |A | D|
