Текст песни If I Were a Carpenter (Live From The Desert Inn / 1971) - Bobby Darin

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
And have my baby?

If a tinker were my trade
Would you still find me
Carryin' the pots I made
Followin' behind me

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love through sorrow
I've given you my only-ness
Give me 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?
And have my baby?
Would you marry anyway?
And have my baby?