If I Were A Carpenter
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 trade, would you still find me
Carrying the pots I made following behind me?
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow.
I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow.
If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me?
Answer me, baby, yes, I would, I'd put you above me.
If I were a miller, at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your coloured box and those soft shoes shining?
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow.
I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow.
If I were a carpenter and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway, would you have my baby?
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow.
I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow.
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow.
I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow.
Give me your tomorrow.