| <Darin, Bobby> page <Darin 1936-1973> album page |
If I Were A CarpenterIf I were a carpenterAnd 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 onliness 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 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? |