watching a house rise

what joy my sweet to see the work get done
out there in all weathers changing every rule
it must be finished quickly in the rain or sun

i watch as the little man fires his big nail gun
there's something of authority in that tool
what joy my sweet to see the work get done

the noise i have to say is loud enough to stun
my ears and their tongues are not in school
it must be finished quickly in the rain or sun

each time i look over i see they still do run
at least today it's not broiling but cool
what joy my sweet to see the work get done

the view must change that's nothing to shun
we'll see the owner coming out to drool
it must be finished quickly in the rain or sun

i spend my day at tasks that aren't much fun
my brain but not my body plays the mule
what joy my sweet to see the work get done
it must be finished quickly in the rain or sun