Drive Another Nail

Sam was a carpenter fifty 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 seven days a week
 He told his wife "To find me
 I'll be down at the creek"
 'Cause 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
 That show I haven't failed
 But I don't want to drive another nail
 Now she was a woman full of faith
 And old Sam was full of pride
 And she knew that 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 a 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
 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