Intro: 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 give you my tomorrow - love me only If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me? Answer me, babe: "yes I would - I'd put you above me" If I were a miller, at a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your color box - your soft shoes shining Save my love for loneliness save my love for sorrow I ve given you my only ness you ve given me your tomorrow If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady Would you marry me anyway? would you have my baby? Would you marry me anyway? would you have my baby?