| A hatchet, a hammer, a bucket of nails
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| An' all the wood I can find
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| I’ll build me a cabin on top of the hill
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| Got all the plans in my mind
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| Where the tree tops talk to the wind
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| Where the eagle flies
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| I’ll bring her to see it the minute I’m through
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| Won’t she light up with surprise!
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| A hatchet, a hammer, a bucket of nails
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| An' just two my hands, but with some help from above
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| The walls will start risin', the roof will go on
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| The final touch will be love
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| Where the tree tops talk to the wind
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| Where the eagle flies
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| The preacher will bless us as we hurry to
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| Our happy home in the skies
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| As soon as we’re marries, we’re moving in to
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| Our happy home in the skies
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| (A hatchet, a hammer, a bucket of nails)
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| Our happy home in the skies |