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,
carrin' the pots I made, followin' behind me.
Save my love through loneliness,
Save my love for sorrow,
I'm given you my onliness,
Come give your tomorrow.
If I worked my hands in wood,
Would you still love me?
Answer me babe, "Yes I would, I'll put you above me."
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding,
would you miss your color box, and 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 anyway? Would you have my baby?
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