If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady Would you marry me
anyway Would you have my baby
If I worked my hands in wood I wonder
would you still love me I say yes, I
would, I'll put you above me That's what
I want you to say
And would you save my love from loneliness Would
you save my love from sorrow, if you
would I give you my onlyness girl
and all of my tomorrows
If a tinker were my trade Would you
still find me Carrying the pots and
the pans that I made Walking along the
highway That long lonely highway
If I was a carpenter And you were
a lady And I was just a carpenter Instead
of a rock and roll star Just a carpenter,
a carpenter
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