My Little Carpenter (Traditional, arr. Uncle Earl/© 2006 Smokin’ Granny Music, ASCAP) I'll tell to you a new song, 'tis lately been made Of a little carpenter who courted a fair maid He courted her, he courted her. He loved her as his life Oft times he'd asked her if she would be his wife Along come an old man, he come from Noah's ark A long way to travel and going in the dark I can't fancy you old man, you look so old and grim Oh my little carpenter, oh what's become of him Along come the blacksmith, it was the other day He gave me a handkerchief, or so the people say He gave me a golden ring to talk with him again Oh my little carpenter, oh what's become of him Along come a young man, he come from Scarlet town With gold chains and finger rings, he throwed 'em on the ground I can fancy you, young man, you look so neat and trim Oh my little carpenter, what would become of him Along come the carpenter, he come so neat and slow All the money that he makes he brings to me to show He hews with his broad axe all day, he sits by me at night Oh my little carpenter, my whole heart's delight