Next Life, Right?

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

If you were a carpenter And I were a lady I'd marry you anyway I'd have your baby

If a tinker was my trade Would I still find you I'd be carrying the pots you made Following behind you Save your love through loneliness Save your love through sorrow I gave you my onlyness Give me your tomorrow

If I were a miller And a mill wheel grinding Would you miss your colored blouse And your soft shoes shining?

If you were a miller And a mill wheel grinding I'd not miss my colored blouse And my soft shoes shining

Save your love through loneliness Save your love through sorrow I gave you my onlyness Give me your tomorrow

If I worked my hands on wood Would you still love me? I'd answer you yes I would And would you not be above me?

If I were a carpenter And you were a lady I'd marry you anyway I'd have your baby

Save your love through loneliness Save your love through sorrow I gave you my onlyness Give me your tomorrow