If I were a carpenter and you were a lady,
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.
I'd have your baby.
If a tinker was my trade,
would I still find you?
I'd be carrying the pot you made,
following behind you.
Save your love through loneliness,
save your love through sorrow.
I gave you my onlyness,
give me your tomorrow.
If I were a miller
and a mill wheel grinding,
would you miss your colored blouse and your
soft shoes shining?
If you were a miller and a mill wheel grinding,
I'd not miss my colored
blouse or my soft shoes shining.
Save your love through loneliness,
save your love through
sorrow.
I gave you my onlyness,
give me your tomorrow.
If I worked my hands in wood,
would
you still love me?
I'd answer you, yes I would.
Would you not be above me?
If I were a carpenter
and you were a lady,
I'd marry you anyway.
I'd have your baby.
Save your love through
loneliness,
save your love through sorrow.
I gave you my onlyness,
give me your tomorrow.