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 through loneliness,
Save my love through sorrow
I give you my onlyness,
Give me 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 a miller were my trade
I'd a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your color box?
Would you have my child?
Save my love through loneliness,
Save my love through sorrow
I give you my onlyness,
Give me your tomorrow