If I Were a Carpenter
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
Carrin' the pots I made
Followin' behind me
Save my love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I'm given you my oiliness
Come give your tomorrow
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 color box
And your soft sweet shoe shining?
If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?
Would you marry anyway?
Would you have my baby?
Si yo fuera carpintero
Si yo fuera un carpintero
Y tu eras una dama
¿Te casarías conmigo de todos modos?
¿Tendrías a mi bebé?
Si un calderero fuera mi oficio
Todavía me encontrarías
Llevando las ollas que hice
Siguiéndome detrás de mí
Salva mi amor a través de la soledad
Guarda mi amor para el dolor
Te he dado mi untuosidad
Ven a dar tu mañana
Si trabajara mis manos en madera
¿Me seguirías amando?
Contéstame nena, sí lo haría
Te pondré por encima de mi
Si yo fuera molinero
En una muela de molino moliendo
¿Extrañarías tu caja de color?
¿Y tu dulce zapato suave brillando?
Si yo fuera un carpintero
Y tu eras una dama
¿Te casarías conmigo de todos modos?
¿Tendrías a mi bebé?
¿Te casarías de todos modos?
¿Tendrías a mi bebé?