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