If I Were A Carpenter - Rambl Ing Jack Elliott

If I were a carpenter

And you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway

Would you have my baby

If a tinker were my trade

Would you still find me

Carrying the pots I made

Follow close behind me

Save your love through loneliness

Save my love for sorrows

I've given you my onliness

Please give me your tomorrows

If I were a miller

At a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your colored blouse

And your soft shoes shining

Save your love through loneliness

Save my love for sorrows

I've given you my onliness

Please give me your tomorrows oh

If I were much poorer

Than you seemed to see me

Could you have been sure

That I could really be me

Save your love through loneliness

Save my love for sorrows

I've given you my onliness

Please give me your tomorrows

If I worked my hands in wood

Would you still love me

You answer me yes I would

And would you not be above me

Save your love through loneliness

Save my love for sorrows

I've given you my onliness

Please give me your tomorrows

If I were a carpenter

And you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway

Would you carry my baby