If I Were a Carpenter

If I Were a Carpenter - Thean

If I were a carpenter

You were a lady

Would you marry me anyway

Would you have my baby

If a tinker were my trade

You still find me

Carrying the pots I made

Following behind me

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love for sorrow

Given you my loneliness

Give me your tomorrow

If I worked my hands in wood

You still love me

Answer me babe yes I would

I'll put you above me

If a miller were my trade

At a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your color box

Your soft shoe shining

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love for sorrow

Given you my loneliness

Give me your tomorrow

Save my love through loneliness

Save my love for sorrow

Given you my loneliness

Give me your tomorrow

Would you marry me anyway

Would you have my baby

Would you marry anyway

Would you have my baby

That's lonely

That is sorrow