P/Perry Como/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 . . .
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