If I Were A Carpenter

If I were a carpenter 

And you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway

Would you have my baby



If a tinker were my trade 

Would you still find me

Carrying the pots I'd made

Following behind me



Save my love through loneliness 

Save my love for sorrows

I've given you my onliness

Come give me your tomorrows





If I worked my hands in wood

Would you still love me

Answer me babe yes I would

I'll put you above me





If I were a miller 

At a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your colored blouse

Your soft shoe shining





If I were a carpenter 

And you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway

Would you have my baby





Would you marry me anyway

And have my babyyyyyyyyyyyyy