If I Were a Carpenter

If I were a carpenter and you were a lady

Oh, would you marry me anyway?

Would you have my baby?

If you were a carpenter and I were a lady

I'd marry you anyway and I'd have your baby

If a tinker was my trade, would I still find you?

I'd be carrying the pots you made following behind you

Save your love through loneliness

Save your love through sorrow

I gave you my onliness

Give me your tomorrow

If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding

Oh, would you miss your colored blouse or your soft shoe shining?

If you were a miller at a mill wheel grinding

I'd not miss my colored blouse or my soft shoe shining

Save your love through loneliness

Save your love through sorrow

I gave you my onliness

Give me your tomorrow

If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me?

I'd answer you, "Yes, I would"

And would you not be above me?

If I were a carpenter and you were a lady

I'd marry you anyway and I'd have your baby

Save your love through loneliness

Save your love through sorrow

I gave you my onliness

Give me your tomorrow