If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady,
would you marry me anyway, would you have my baby?
If you were a carpenter, and I were a lady,
I'd marry you anyway, I would have your baby.
If a tinker was my trade, would I still find you?
I'd be carrying the pots you made, following behind you.
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Save your love through loneliness,
save your love through sorrow.
I gave you my oneliness, give me your tomorrow
If I were a miller, and a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your coloured blouse,
and your soft shoe shining?
If you were a miller, and a mill wheel grinding
I'd not miss my coloured blouse,
and my soft shoe shining.
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If I worked my hands in wood,
would you still love me?
I'd answer you 'yes I would'.
And would you not be above me?
If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady,
I'd marry you anyway, I would have your baby.
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