I'm Leavin' Here Tomorrow, Mama

If I were a carpenter,
And you were a lady,
Would you marry me anyway,
Would you have my baby?
If you were a carpenter,
And I were a lady,
I'd marry you anyway,
I'd have your baby.
If a tinker was my trade,
Would I still find you?
I'd be carrying the pots you made,
Following behind you.
Save your love through loneliness,
Save your love through sorrow,
I gave you my onlyness,
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?
If you were a miller,
And a mill wheel grinding,
I'd not miss my colored blouse,
And my soft shoes shining.
Save your love through loneliness,
Save your love through sorrow,
I gave you my onlyness,
Give me your tomorrow.
If I worked my hands on wood,
Would you still love me?
I'd answer you yes I would.
And would you not be above me?
If I were a carpenter,
And you were a lady,
I'd marry you anyway,
I'd have your baby.
Save your love through loneliness,
Save your love through sorrow,
I gave you my onlyness,
Give me your tomorrow.