Written by James Timothy Hardin
A G If I were a carpenter D A And you were a lady G Would you marry me anyway? D A Would you have my baby? If a tinker was my trade Would you still find me? Would you carry the pots I made Following behind me G A Save your love through loneliness D A Save your love through sorrow G I gave you my only-ness D A Give me your tomorrow If I were a miller And a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored blouse? And your soft shoes shining Save your love. If I worked my hands in wood Would you still love me? Would you answer me, "Yes, I would," And not be above me? If I were a carpenter And you were a lady Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby? Save your love.