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 trait,
would you still find me
Carrying the pots I'd made,
following behind me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Save my love through loneliness,
save my love for sorrows.
I've given you my onlyness,
come give me your tomorrows.
If I worked my hands in wood,
would you still love me?
Answer me, baby, yes I would,
I'll put you above me.
If I were a miller
at a mill wheel grinding,
would you miss your collared blouse?
Little girl, you're soft,
sweet,
you're 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?
Would you have my baby?
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