Sam was a carpenter 50 years
He pounded out blood, sweat and tears
One day he hung his hammer up
He wanted to do the things he loved

What once was sunday fishing, now was 7 days a week
He told his wife to find me, I'll be down at the creek

'Cause I don't wanna drive another nail
I've worked hard to do my job and I did it well
I've got the scars on these two hands to show I haven't failed
But I don't wanna drive another nail

Now she was a woman full of faith and old Sam was full of pride
And she knew he had one more job to do before he died

Easter sunday rolled around
In a country church for the lost and found
Oh, Sam was there against his will
As the preacher spoke on calvary's hill

Of how they took the Master and they nailed Him to a tree
You could hear old Sam a-crying as he fell down on his knees

I don't wanna drive another nail
I wanna live my life for you, I wanna do it well
You've got the scars on your two hands that show where I have failed
Lord, I don't wanna drive another nail

I don't wanna drive another nail
I wanna live my life for you, I wanna do it well
You've got the scars on your two hands that show where I have failed
Lord, I don't wanna drive another nail