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 for sorrow

Save my love for lonely

I've given you my tomorrow

Love me only

If I worked my hands in wood

Would you still love me?

Answer me quick, "Tim, I could

I'll put you above me"

If I were a miller

At a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your colored blocks

Soft shoes and shining?

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love for sorrow

I've given you my onlyness

Give me your tomorrow

If I were a carpenter

And you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway?

Would you have my baby?