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 a tinker were my trade, would you still find me

Carryin' the pots I made, followin' behind me?

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love through sorrow

I give you my only-ness

Give my your tomorrow

If I worked my hands at wood,

Oh would you still love me?

Answer me babe

"Yes I would, I'd put you above me."

If a miller were my trade, at a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your glory-box, oh your soft shoes shining

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love through sorrow

I give you my only-ness

Give my your tomorrow

If I were a carpenter, and you were a Lady

Would you marry me anyway?

Would you have my baby?

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love through sorrow

I give you my only-ness

Come give my your tomorrow

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love through sorrow

I give you my only-ness

Give my your tomorrow

Give my your tomorrow