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 you were a carpenter
And I were a lady
I'd marry you anyway
I'd have your baby

Save we love through loneliness
Save we love through sorrow
Baby, you'll my onlyness
give me your tomorrow

If I were a miller
at a mill wheel grinding,
would you miss your colour blouse
And your soft shoe shining

You were a miller
Had a mill-wheel grinding
I would you miss my colour blouse
And my soft shoe shining

Save we love through loneliness
Save we love through sorrow
I gave you my onlyness
give me your tomorrow

If a tinker were 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 answer you, Yes I would
Would you not be above me

Save we love through loneliness
Save we love for sorrow
I've given you my onlyness
give me your tomorrow