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?