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 pots you made following behind you

Save your love through loneliness save your love through sorrow

I gave you my onliness give me your tomorrow



If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your colored blouse and your soft shoe shining

If you were a miller at a mill wheel grinding

I'd not miss my colored blouse and my soft shoe shining

Save your love through loneliness...



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

I'd answer you yes I would and 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...