(Tim Hardin)
See my love through loneliness
See my love for sorrow
I've given you my onliness
Come give me your tomorrow
If you were a carpenter and I were a lady
Would you marry me anyway, would you have my baby
If a tinker were your trade would you still find me
Carrying the pots you made, following behind me
If you worked your hands in wood would you still love me
Answer me, babe, Yes I would, I'd put you above me
And if you were a miller, had a millwheel grinding
Would you see it written on my figs I am here for the finding
If you were a carpenter and I were a lady
Would you marry me anyway, would you have my baby
Would you marry me anyway, would you have my baby
(as sung by Joan Baez)