Posted by: Rob | July 31, 2008

Song Lyric Thursday – July 31 2008

One of the gifts Annie gave me last Christmas was a CD by a local artist named Corb Lund.  I knew of Corb Lund; my older daughters are/were fans of his first band “The Smalls”.  I only recall playing a tune by The Smalls called “My Saddle Horse has Died” on my computer years ago.  The Corb Lund band is/was also featured periodically on the local CBC radio station’s drive home show “Radio Active“.

The CD Annie gave me is the latest release by Corb Lund.  (His touring band is called the “Hurtin’ Albertans”.)  It’s called “Horse Soldier! Horse Soldier!” (2007).  It’s a collection of tunes in the country/western genre and, when you’re in the mood for it, it’s pretty damned good.

I’ve been giving the CD a listen this past week, thanks to my iPod, and when I heard this song – “Hard on Equipment (Tool for the Job)”  I couldn’t help but smile.  As time goes by I’m starting to think I’m becoming more and more like the guy in the song.  Which is not a good thing, really.

Artist: Corb Lund
Song: Hard On Equipment / Tool For The Job
Album: Horse Soldier! Horse Soldier!
lyrics by Corb Lund and Mike Plume, music by Corb Lund

He’s been roundin’ off bolts since the age of fourteen
Was that a five eighths or a nine sixteenths?
He’s got a metric socket that don’t quite fit
Well it’ll wiggle just a little but it ain’t quite stripped
The safety guard’s gone from his grinding machine
He got a stiff paint brush he only kinda got clean
He’s the hired man, my neighbor and a cousin in law
He’s a jerry riggin’ fool, he got the tool for the job

Well it’s vise grips for pliers, and pliers for a wrench
A wrench for a hammer, hammers everything else
It just don’t seem to make much difference
I sure do like him but he’s hard on equipment
I sure like you son, but you’re hard on equipment

His corners ain’t square and his floor ain’t level
And he’s always had trouble with the old tape measure
His doors don’t close ‘cause the jamb ain’t plumb
And he’s a Goddamn menace with an air nail gun
They love to see him comin’ at the lumberyard store
Fixed the leak in his roof with a two by four
Drilled holes in his boards with the wrong kinda bit
And when they don’t line up he blames the government

He got the whole front yard full of fix ‘em up cars
Three don’t run and the rest won’t start
Everything’s fine with his rebuilt motor
Except of course for the couple spare parts left over
Baler wire tie downs goin’ down the road
On two bald tires and an oversize load
He ain’t never read a manual ‘cause that’s like cheatin’
He don’t mind a little grease on his hands while he’s eatin’

He’s got busted up knuckles, his thumb got bruised
Jesus Christ was a carpenter, too

Want to hear more?  There’s a jukebox on Corb Lund’s Home Page.  And, if you’re lucky enough to live somewhere in Texas, you can see Corb Lund live at one of his tour dates in late August or early September.

Not in Texas and not satisfied by the jukebox?  Then, give this a listen:



  1. Reminds me a lot of my ex and tools. One time one of the deputies came over to the house while I was putting together a microwave table. Asked Barney why I was doing it. He said, “She probably wants it done right.”

  2. I had a chance to interview Corb Lund when I was working as a reporter in Lloydminster. He gave me a call from his tour bus in some back water town in…Manitoba I think. Despite the fact he sounded exhausted and calling a reporter for a small town newspaper was probably last thing on his list of things he wanted to do, he was quite a nice guy and we had a great conversation.

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