"Pocketknife And Pliers" lyrics

He prayed for rain, planted on time
The windmill spinning and that fence tie
Worked at the gin for just two bucks a day
He'd keep a dollar for himself
The other spent on hired help
Raising a family, cotton, cattle, wheat, and hay

Didn't take much but his two hands
A lot of want to and a little piece of land
He got it done putting out those fires
With a pocketknife and a solid pair of pliers

Great grandpa wasn't the only one
They married for love and they had a son
Springtime nineteen hundred and thirty-eight
They named that boy Curtis Glen
He grew tall, strong, handsome, and thin
Learned and listened to what his daddy had to say

Don't take much but your two hands
A lot of want to and a little piece of land
You'll get it done, put out your fires
With a pocketknife and a solid pair of pliers

I thank the Lord above every day to have grown up in the same way
My daddy did and his daddy did before
Someday soon I'll have a son if I'm lucky enough
I'll be the one to teach him the tools he'll need for what's in store

Don't take much but your two hands
A lot of want to and a little piece of land
You'll get it done, put out your fires
With a pocketknife and a solid pair of pliers

With a pocketknife and a solid pair of pliers

With a pocketknife and a solid pair of pliers