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 made, following behind me?

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love through sorrow

I've given you my onliness

Come give me your tomorrow

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

Answer me, babe

Yes, I would

I would put you above me

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love through sorrow

I've given you my onliness

Come give me your tomorrow

If I were a carpenter and you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway?

Would you have my baby?