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 carrin the pots i made followin behind me save my love through loneliness save my love for sorrow i m given you my onliness come give your tomorrow if i worked my hands in wood would you still love me answer me babe yes i would i ll put you above me if i were a miller at a mill wheel grinding would you miss your color box and your soft shoe shining if i were a carpenter and you were a lady would you marry me anyway would you have my baby would you marry anyway would you have my baby 