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 for sorrow I'm giving you my onlyness Come and give me your tomorrow If I worked my hands on wood Would you still love me? Answer me, dear, yes I would I would put you above me If I were a miller At a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored blouse? Soft shoes shining Save my love through loneliness Save my love for sorrow I'm giving you my onlyness Come and give me your tomorrow If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?