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 You answer me quick, "Tim, I could, I'd put you above me." If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored blouse, your soft shoes shining Save my love for loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrow If I were a carpenter and you were a lady Would you marry me anyway, could you have my baby