Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby If a tinker were my trade Would you still find me Carrying the pots I'd made Following behind me Save my love through loneliness Save my love for sorrow I have given you my wholiness Come give me your tommorow If I worked my hands in wood Would you still love me Answer me, babe, yes I would I'd put you above me If I were a miller At a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your coloured blouse Your soft shoe shining If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby Would you marry me anyway Would you have my baby