The fascinating and incomparable art of handcrafting with passion, love and dedication. This has been the hardest songwriting challenge of my life, spending months and sleepless nights picturing in verses what I had in me mind. But it could not have been otherwise.
Strong is the arm that pounds the nail
Ye good lad keep on pegging away
While gentle’s the scarred hand that’s smoothing the edge
Ye good lad keep on pegging away
Ye good lads keep on pegging away
For a labour of love
Makes a work built to last
Ye good lads keep on pegging away
Until the day’s out and the labour is done
Sweet is the hand that carves the oak
Ye good lad keep on pegging away
Shaping the good out from bare, chapped wood
Ye good lad keep on pegging away
Ye good lads keep on pegging away
For a labour of love
Makes a work built to last
Ye good lads keep on pegging away
Until the day’s out and the labour is done
Lingers the pen which is drafting this verse
Ye good lad keep on pegging away
When the whole town is sleeping and the lights are all gone
Ye good lad keep on pegging away
Ye good lads keep on pegging away
For a labour of love
Makes a work built to last
Ye good lads keep on pegging away
Until the day’s out and this old song is done
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