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,Carrin' the pots I made,Followin' 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?
