"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?
Carrying the pots I made,
Following behind me.
Save my love for sorrow
Save my love for lonely
I've given you my tomorrow
Love me only
If I worked my hands in wood,
Would you still love me?
Answer me, babe: "Yes I would,
I'll put you above me."
If I were a miller
at a mill wheel grinding,
would you miss your colored blocks
and your soft shoe shining?"
2007-10-28
15:28:46
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