Hand me that hammer
Hand me that saw
Don't hand me down that walkin' cane
I don't need it at all
I'm gonna build me a home
Gonna build it with my hands
Gonna keep the rain off my head
Gonna keep the mosquitos from getting fed
Don't need 'em at all
The river she's a giver
The river she takes away
Gonna row my boat to the other shore
Won't think about my troubles anymore
Don't need 'em at all
I should have been a steamboat man
Push it on down to Louisiana
Here I am working in the field
If the heat don't get you then the sunburn will
Don't need it at all
Writer(s): William Elliot Whitmore
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