As I look at my Dad's beloved tools

And think of the things we never learned in our schools

The old timers knew how to survive

I wish they were still alive

Plenty of beans and saurekraut

They had to survive the famines and draught

Times were hard back then

Taking care of their next in ken

 He wanted a son to teach his trade

The houses he designed and made

He had a daughter instead

 But he kept his family well fed