Lyrics:

[Chorus]
If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?

[Verse]
If a tinker were my trade
Would you still find me?
Carrying the pots I made
Follow close behind me
Save your love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrows
I've given you my oiliness
Please, give me your tomorrows
If I were a miller
At a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse
And your soft shoes shining?
If I were much poorer
Than you seemed to see me, babe
Could you have been sure
That I could really be me?

[Chorus]