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 Carryin' the pots I made Followin' behind me Save my love through loneliness Save my love for sorrow I'm given you my onlyness Come give your tomorrow If I worked my hands in wood Would you still love me? Answer me babe, 'Yes I would I'll put you above me' If I were a miller At a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your color box And your soft shoe shining? If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? Would you marry anyway? Would you have my baby?