"If I Were A Carpenter" Bobby Darin
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'd marry you anyway I'd have your baby If a tinker was my trade would I still find you I'd be carrying the pots you made Following behind you Save my love for loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrow If I were a miller and a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored blouse And your soft shoes shinning If you were a miller and a mill wheel grinding I'd not miss my colored blouse And my soft shoes shinning Save my love for loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrow If I worked my hands in wood Would you still love me I'd answer you yes I would And would you not be above me If I were a carpenter and you were a lady I'd marry you anyway I'd have your baby Save my love for loneliness Save my love for sorrow I've given you my onliness Give me your tomorrow