If
I Were A Carpenter
Tim Hardin
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
Following behind me
Save my love for sorrow
Save my love for lonely
I’ve given you my tomorrow
Love me only
If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me
Answer me quick, Tim I could
I'd put you above me
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse
Your soft shoes shinning
Save my love thru loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I’ve given you my onliness
Give me your tomorrow
If I were a carpenter and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway
Would you have my baby |