If I were a carpenter and you were a lady

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

If a tinker was my trade
Would I still find you
I'd be carrying the pots you made
Following behind you

Save my love for loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness
Give me your tomorrow

If I were a miller
And a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse
And your soft shoes shinning

If you were a miller
And a mill wheel grinding
I'd not miss my colored blouse
And my soft shoes shinning

Save my love for loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness
Give me your tomorrow

If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me
I'd answer you yes I would
And would you not be above me

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

Save my love for loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness
Give me your tomorrow

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