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
Carrying the pots I made, following behind me?
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow
I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow
If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me?
Answer me babe, yes I would, I put you above me
If I were a miller, at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse
Little girl your soft shoe shining?
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, and have my baby?