William Edmondson c. 1870 1951 William, what are you doing And who are those monuments for They're for my heavenly daddy And I'm doing the work of the Lord So all will be remembered So all will be released From their earthly prison All will be set free William, how do you chisel And where do you get your limestone Neighbors and friends they bring it to me And the good Lord he speeds me along William, why do you make angels And when will your work here be done When I close my eyes for good on this world And the angels carry me o'er Jordan William had a vision Straight from God in heaven Pick up your hammer and chisel And mark the graves of my children