If you were a carpenter and I was a lady I would marry you anyway, have your baby, oh yeah If you were a miller, at a mill wheel grinding I wouldn't miss my colour box and my soft shoes shining Oh no, no, I wouldn't miss 'em shining You gotta save my love loneliness And I save a little bit for sorrow I've given you my onliness You gotta give me your tomorrow If you worked your hands in wood, would I still love thee? You know I answer you "Yes I would." I want to put you above me, oh yeah If a tinker were your trade would I still find thee Carrying the pots you made, following behind me, oh yeah, yeah Oh save it all for loneliness And I'll save a little bit for sorrow I've given you my onliness Why don't you give me your tomorrow? If you were a carpenter and I was a lady I would marry you anyway and have your baby I would marry you anyway, hey If you were a carpenter and I was a lady I would marry you anyway and have your baby, oh yeah