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. ..