If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?
If a thinker were my trade, would you still find me?
Carrying the pots I made following behind me
Save my love through loneliness, save my love for sorrow
I've given you my loneliness, come and give me your tomorrow
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 you were a miller at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss my colored blouse and your soft shoes shining
Save my love through loneliness, I save my love for sorrow
I've given you my loneliness, come and give me your tomorrow
If I were a carpenter and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?
I'm a carpenter, just a carpenter
I'm a carpenter, just a carpenter
I'm a carpenter, just a carpenter
