if i were a carpenter and you were a lady
now would you marry me anyway
would you have my baby
if i take on a tinkers trade
would you still find me
oh carryin’ the pots i made
followin’ closer behind me
save my love through loneliness
save my love for sorrow
’cause i have given you my ownliness
give me part of your tomorrow
if i work my hands in wood
would you still love me
ah answer me babe yes i would
i’d raise you high above me
if i was a miller at a mill wheel grindin’
now would you miss your color box
and your soft shoes shining
if i were a carpenter and you were a lady
girl would you marry me anyway
i want you have my baby
if i were a carpenter and you were a lady
now would you marry me anyway
won’t you have my baby
Artist: Four Tops
Year: 1968
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 71