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
Save your love through loneliness
Save your love through sorrow
I gave you my onliness
Give me your tomorrow
If I were a miller
At a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your color blouse
And your soft shoe shining
If you were a miller
At a mill wheel grinding
I'd miss my color blouse
And my soft shoe shining
Save your love through loneliness
Save your love through sorrow
I gave you my onliness
Give me your tomorrow
If a tinker was my trade
Would I still find you
I'd be carrying the pots you made
Following behind you
If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me
I'd answered you yes I would
And would you not be above me
Save your love through loneliness
Save your love through sorrow
I gave you my onliness
Give me your tomorrow
