Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
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'd made
Following behind me
Save my love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I have given you my wholiness
Come give me your tommorow
If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me
Answer me, babe, yes I would
I'd put you above me
If I were a miller
At a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your coloured blouse
Your soft shoe shining
If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway
Would you have my baby
Would you marry me anyway
Would you have my baby
