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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 made – following behind me?
Save my love through loneliness – save my love through sorrow
I give you my only-ness – give me your tomorrow
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 a miller were my trade, at a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your coloured blouse – your soft shoes shining
Save my love through loneliness – save my love through sorrow
I give you my only-ness – come give me your tomorrow
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?
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