Standard (EADGBE)
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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 loneliness, save my love for sorrow
I give you my onlyness, come give me your tomorrow
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 color box, your soft shoes 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?