If You Were a Carpenter

If you were a carpenter and I were a lady

Would you marry me anyway? would you have my baby?

If a tinker were your trade, would you still find me

Carrying the pots you made, following behind me?See my love through loneliness

See my love for sorrow

I've given you my onliness

Come give me your tomorrowIf you worked your hands in wood, would you still love me?

Answer me, yes I would, I'd put you above me

And if you were a miller, had a mill-wheel grinding

Would you see it written on my face? I'm here for the findingSee my love through loneliness

See my love for sorrow

I've given you my onliness

Come give me your tomorrow