Standard (EADGBE)

2x

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?