A
            G
If I were a carpenter
D              A
And you were a lady
                   G
Would you marry me anyway?
D                 A
Would you have my baby?

If a tinker was my trade
Would you still find me?
Would you carry the pots I made
Following behind me

G                      A
Save your love through loneliness
D                      A
Save your love through sorrow
              G
I gave you my only-ness
D              A
Give me your tomorrow

If I were a miller
And a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colored blouse?
And your soft shoes shining

Save your love…

If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me?
Would you answer me, “Yes, I would,”
And not be above me?

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?

Save your love…