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 love me Carrying the pots I made, following behind me Bridge Save my love through loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrows If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me Answer me, babe, yes, I would, I would put you above me If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored box, your soft shoes shining Save my love through loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrows 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 love me Carrying the pots I made, following behind me