Lyrics

Bow To Stern
(James White, Donny Brewer, Eric Erdman)

Hands of leather pushed the block plane
Curls of cedar covered the floor
Sweat and sawdust, smell of varnish
Months of hard work taking form

I thought the old man had built a skeleton
Some upturned whale- ribs and spine
So I asked him why was this place
Where he chose to spend all his time

Grandpa said- a boat Is an adventure
To take you places That you’ve never dreamed
And if you build her with your own two hands
Bow to stern, the things you learn
Are much more than they seem

From that summer first mate and captain
Scouted the shores of Lake Lanier
I rode the bow seat , He manned the tiller
Across the waves, Across the years
Chorus
Grandpa’s been gone 20 years now
I think of him every day I’m in my shop
And when my daughter’s boy gets a little older
I’ll have this thing almost ready for him to take my spot

I’ll tell him

Son, a boat is an adventure
To take you places
That you’ve never dreamed
And if you build her with your own two hands
Bow to stern, the things you learn
Are much more than they seem

You can make your life
An adventure
That’ll take you places
you’ve never dreamed
And If you build it with your own two hands
Bow to stern, and what you’ll learn
Will be much more than it seems