Christina Lindberg - If I Were a Carpenter

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?
If you were a carpenter
And I were a lady
I Would marry you anyway
I have your baby
If a tinker was my trade
Would I still find you?
I would be Carryin' the pots you made
Followin' behind you
Save my love through loneliness
Save my love through sorrow
I'm given you my oneliness
Give me your tomorrow
If I were a miller
At a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse?
And your soft shoe shining?
If you were a miller
At a mill wheel grinding
I Would not miss my colored blouse
And your soft shoe shining
Save my love through loneliness
Save my love through sorrow
I'm given you my oneliness
Give me your tomorrow
If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me?
I Answer you, ""yes I would
And would you not be above me?
If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
I marry you anyway
And I have your baby
Save my love through loneliness
Save my love through sorrow
I'm given you my oneliness
Give me your tomorrow

Written by:
Tim Hardin

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Lyrics © Spirit Music Group

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