If I Were A Carpenter
Tim Hardin
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
A carpenter