C Bb F C
If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady,
Bb F C
Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?
C Bb F C
If a tinker were my trade would you still find me,
C Bb F C
carrin' the pots I made, followin' behind me.
CHORUS:
Bb C Bb C
Save my love through loneliness, save my love for sorrow.
C Bb F C
I'm given you my onliness, come give your tomorrow.
#2.
C Bb F C
If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me?
Bb F C
Answer me babe, "Yes I would, I'll put you above me."
C Bb F C
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding,
C Bb F C
would you miss your colored blouse, and your soft shoes shining?
