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 my love for loneliness

Save my love for sorrow

I've given you my onliness

Give me your tomorrow

If I were a miller and a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your colored blouse

And your soft shoes shinning

If you were a miller and a mill wheel grinding

I'd not miss my colored blouse

And my soft shoes shinning

Save my love for loneliness

Save my love for sorrow

I've given you my onliness

Give me your tomorrow

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 my love for loneliness

Save my love for sorrow

I've given you my onliness

Give me your tomorrow