Lyrics:

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
And 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 through sorrow
I've given you my only-ness
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 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?
And have my baby?
Would you marry anyway?
And have my baby?