Monteleone

The chisels are calling

It's time to make sawdust

Steely reminders of things left to do

Monteleone a mandolin's waiting for you

My finger planes working

Gentle persuasion

I bend to the wood and I coax it to sing

Monteleone your new one and only will ring

Monteleone your new one and only will ring

The rain on the window the snow on the gravel

The seasons go by to the songs in the wood

Too quick or too careless it all could unravel

It so easily could

The chisels are calling It's back for an encore

Back to the shavings that cover the floor

Monteleone your new one and only will ring

Monteleone your new one and only will ring