If I were a carpente r 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 through loneliness , save my love throu gh sorrow
I give you my onlyness , give me your tomorrow.
If I worked my hands in wood oh would you still love me ?
Answer me babe, "Yes, I would, I'll put you above me"
If a miller were my trade I'd a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your coloured blouse ? Your soft shoes shining ?
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow
I give you my onlyness, give me your tomorrow.