Lyrics:

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 for sorrow, save my love for lonely
I've given you my tommorrow, love me only

If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me
You answer me quick, 'Tim, I could, I'll put you above me'
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse, your soft shoes shining

Save my love for loneliness, save my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow

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