A If I were a G carpenter
D And you were a A lady
Would you marry me G anyway?
D Would you have my A baby?
If a tinker was my trade
Would you still find me?
Would you carry the pots I made
Following behind me
G Save your love through A loneliness
G Save your love through A sorrow
I gave you my G only-ness
D Give me your to A morrow
If I were a miller
And a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse?
And your soft shoes shining
Save your love.
If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me?
Would you answer me, "Yes, I would,"
And not be above me?
If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?
Save your love.