(Ralph McTell)
He would sing about joy, sing about pain
That the people wished they had
How they heard the voice of Jesus
When the rolling sea got mad
He's a boat in the harbour, he's safe in that love
You know some day you'll be sailing above
When they looked at Joseph's hands
They said, They're the hands of a carpenter
They're big and they're powerful and they're strong
They're the hands that should work in wood
And they're the hands that should work a long day
Joseph he did all those things
But he also learned how to play
When they looked at Joseph's hands
They said, They're the hands of a stonemason
They're big and they're powerful and they're strong
They're the hands that should work with stone
And they're the hands that should work a long day
Joseph he did all those things
But he also learned how to play
When they looked at Joseph's hands
They said, They're the hands of a fisherman
The musician and the mason-carpenter
And he's happy all the time
He's still working every day
And those old hands of Joseph
Oh how they can play