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 give 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'll put you above me If I were a miller were my trade At a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your color box And your soft shoe shining? Save my love through loneliness Save my love through sorrow I give you my onliness Come give me your tomorrow If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?