If I Were a Carpenter Songtext

von Tim Hardin

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 love me?
Carrying the pots I made, following behind me

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness
Come and give me your tomorrows

If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me
Answer me, babe, yes, I would, I'd put you above me
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored box, your soft shoes shining?

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness
Come and give me your tomorrows

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