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My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails<br />He doesn't build ships, he has no use for sails<br />He doesn't make tables, dresses or chairs<br />He can't carve a whistle 'cause he just doesn't care<br /><br />My boy builds coffins for the rich and the poor<br />Kings and queens have all knocked on his door<br />Beggars and liars, gypsies and thieves<br />They all come to him 'cause he's so eager to please<br /><br />My boy builds coffins he makes them all day<br />But it's not just for work and it isn't for play<br />He's made one for himself<br />One for me too<br />One of these days he'll make one for you<br /><br />My boy builds coffins for better or worse<br />Some say it's a blessing, some say it's a curse<br />He fits them together in sunshine or rain<br />Each one is unique, no two are the same<br /><br />My boy builds coffins and I think it's a shame<br />That when each one's been made, he can't see it again<br />He crafts every one with love and with care<br />Then it's thrown in the ground and it just isn't fair.<br /><br />My boy builds coffins he makes them all day<br />But it's not just for work and it isn't for play<br />He's made one for himself<br />One for me too<br />One of these days he'll make one for you
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My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails<br />He doesn't build ships, he has no use for sails<br />He doesn't make tables, dresses or chairs<br />He can't carve a whistle 'cause he just doesn't care<br /><br />My boy builds coffins for the rich and the poor<br />Kings and queens have all knocked on his door<br />Beggars and liars, gypsies and thieves<br />They all come to him 'cause he's so eager to please<br /><br />My boy builds coffins he makes them all day<br />But it's not just for work and it isn't for play<br />He's made one for himself<br />One for me too<br />One of these days he'll make one for you<br /><br />My boy builds coffins for better or worse<br />Some say it's a blessing, some say it's a curse<br />He fits them together in sunshine or rain<br />Each one is unique, no two are the same<br /><br />My boy builds coffins and I think it's a shame<br />That when each one's been made, he can't see it again<br />He crafts every one with love and with care<br />Then it's thrown in the ground and it just isn't fair.<br /><br />My boy builds coffins he makes them all day<br />But it's not just for work and it isn't for play<br />He's made one for himself<br />One for me too<br />One of these days he'll make one for you
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