If I Were a Carpenter
If I were a carpenterAnd you were a lady,Would you marry me anyway?Would you have my baby?
If a tinker were my tradewould you still find me,Carrying the pots I made,Following behind me.
Save my love through loneliness,Save my love for sorrow,I'm given you my onliness,Come give your tomorrow.
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 millerat a mill wheel grinding,would you miss your color box,and your soft shoe shining?
If I were a carpenterand you were a lady,Would you marry me anyway?Would you have my baby?Would you marry anyway?Would you have my baby?