If I Were a Carpenter

If I Were A Carpenter"

[Written by Tim Hardin]

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,
Yeah I’d be carrying the pots you made,
Following behind you


If I were a miller
at a mill wheel grinding,
would you miss your pretty dress
and 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 anyway?
Would you have my baby?