if i were a carpenter and you were a lady now would you marry me anyway would you have my baby if i take on a tinkers trade would you still find me oh carryin the pots i made followin closer behind me save my love through loneliness save my love for sorrow cause i have given you my ownliness give me part of your tomorrow if i work my hands in wood would you still love me ah answer me babe yes i would i d raise you high above me if i was a miller at a mill wheel grindin now would you miss your color box and your soft shoes shining if i were a carpenter and you were a lady girl would you marry me anyway i want you have my baby if i were a carpenter and you were a lady now would you marry me anyway won t you have my baby 