If I Were a Carpenter

If I were a carpenter and you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway?

Would you have my baby?

If I worked my hands in wood

I wonder would you still love me?

I say yes,

I would, I'll put you above me

That's what

I want you to say

And would you save my love from loneliness

Would you save my love from sorrow, if you would

I give you my onlyness, girl and all of my tomorrows

If a tinker were my trade, would you still find me?

Carrying the pots and the pans that

I madeWalking along the highway

That long lonely highway

If I was a carpenter, and you were a lady

And I was just a carpenter

Instead of a rock and roll star

Just a carpenter, a carpenter, a carpenter