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 love me
Carrying the pots I made, following behind me
Bridge
Save my love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness
Give me your tomorrows
If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me
Answer me, babe, yes, I would, I would put you above me
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored box, your soft shoes shining
Save my love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness
Give me your tomorrows
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 love me
Carrying the pots I made, following behind me