My Daddy bought 5 acres High up on a hill And he went there every evening When he got off at the mill And he cleared the trees and brush away And leveled out some land Then he dug a hole and poured a slab With his own workin' hands Then he showed me a picture Of a big house in a book And said "when we get her finished, son. This is how she's gonna look" Then he buckled on his tool belt And grabbed a 2 by 6 And said "you gotta frame a sturdy wall Before you ever lay a brick" He was hammerin' nails In our foundation Building our home Up good and strong To stand the winds Of life's temptations To build our house well He was a hammerin' nails We worked with him on the weekends Until our muscles hurt Then mama'd come and get us And take us all to church She read us from the bible About Noah and the flood About John, and Paul, and Jesus How he washed us in the blood And she was hammerin' nails In our foundation Building our home Up good and strong To stand the winds Of life's temptations With every story she'd tell She was a hammerin' nails Yeah they raised us well By hammerin' nails