Whose rough hands are these That work so wrong Whose unkindly voices wrote their song If Jesus really was a carpenter I know just what he'd do Bad back and all He'd take the fall and can the whole dammed crew Plenty of nails to go around Bend em over boys and pound em down Got no hammer A brick will do Got no brick Use a stick Any old shoe will do the trick Plenty of nails to go around Bend em over boys and pound em down Hey whatcha makin there It aint a table It aint a chair It aint a bridge It aint a boat It wouldn't stand It wouldn't float It wouldn't float It wouldn't float Got no hammer A brick will do Got no brick Use a stick Any old shoe will do the trick Plenty of nails to go around Bend em over boys and pound em down and pound em down and pound em down