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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 Carryin' the pots I made, followin' behind me? Save my love through loneliness Save my love through sorrow I give you my only-ness Give my your tomorrow If I worked my hands at wood, Oh would you still love me? Answer me babe "Yes I would, I'd put you above me." If a miller were my trade, at a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your glory-box, oh your soft shoes shining Save my love through loneliness Save my love through sorrow I give you my only-ness Give my your tomorrow If I were a carpenter, and you were a Lady Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? Save my love through loneliness Save my love through sorrow I give you my only-ness Come give my your tomorrow Save my love through loneliness Save my love through sorrow I give you my only-ness Give my your tomorrow Give my your tomorrow