Sam was a carpenter 50 years
he pounded out blood, sweat and tears
one day he hung his hammer up
he wanted to do the things he loved
what once was sunday fishin' now was 7 days a week
he told his wife "to find me, i'll be down at the creek"
i don't want to drive another nail
i've worked hard to do my job and i did it well
i've got the scars on these two hands to show i haven't failed
but i dont' want to drive another nail
now she was a woman full of faith and old sam was full of pride
and she knew he had one more job to do before he died
easter sunday rolled around
in a country church for the lost and found
oh, sam was there against his will
as the preacher spoke on calvary's hill
of how they took the master and they nailed him to a tree
you could hear old sam a cryin' as he fell down on his knees
i don't wanna drive another nail
i want to live my life for you
i want to do it well
you've got the scars on your two hands
that show where i have failed
lord, I don't want to drive another nailBaby you need sexual healing, you're damn right
Got bedroom lovers up to the ceiling, day and night
It's not that it's wrong but it sure ain't right
All your lovers walk on water for one night
In the morning you run for the border in plain sight
Is that all you want, one more man, one more night
Yeah, this is your New Lover
Same as the old lover
Everybody knows it does nothing for your soul
You're just another passion junkie
This is your New Lover
What you need and what you want are two things
I don't want to be the confidante of your sins
I don't want the stories, you know it stings
Hear you come walking with another handsome man
I'm tired of your show baby, don't you understand
I'll be your New Lover
I'll be your New Lover
I'll be your New Lover
Not like the old lover
I know I can give you something for your soul
Don't have to be a passion junkie
I'll be your New Lover