If I Were A Carpenter

If I Were A Carpenter - Four Tops

Written by：Tim Hardin

If I were a carpenter

And you were the 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' close behind me

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love through sorrow

I have give you my onliness

Give me your tomorrow

If I worked my hands at wood

Would you still love me

Answer me babe

Yes I would I'd put you above me

If I were miller

At a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your glory box

Your soft shoes shining

If I were a carpenter

And you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway

Would you have my baby

If I were a carpenter

And you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway

Would you have my baby