Lyrics:

..And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?
If a miller were my trade, at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your coloured blouse, your soft shoes shining
Save my love for loneliness, save my love for sorrow
I give you my only-ness, give me your tomorrow

If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?
Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?

If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me?
Answer me, babe: 'Yes I would, I'd put you high above me'
Save my love for loneliness, save my love for sorrow
I give you my only-ness, come give me your tomorrow

If I was a carpenter, and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?