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?
Carrying the pots I made
Following behind me?

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love through sorrow
I give you my onliness
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 were my trade
At a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your color box
And your soft shoe shining?

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love through sorrow
I give you my onliness
Come give me your tomorrow

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

Si yo fuera carpintero

Si yo fuera carpintero
Y tú eras una dama
¿Te casarías conmigo de todas formas?
¿Tendrías a mi bebé?

Si un juguetón fuera mi oficio
¿Aún me encontrarías?
Llevando las macetas que hice
¿Seguirme detrás de mí?

Salve mi amor a través de la soledad
Salve mi amor a través de la tristeza
Te doy mi línea
Dame tu mañana

Si trabajara mis manos en madera
¿Seguirías queriéndome?
Contéstame nena, “Sí, lo haría
Te pondré por encima de mí

Si yo fuera un molinero era era mi oficio
En un molino de molienda de la rueda
¿Te perderías tu caja de colores?
¿Y tu zapato suave brillando?

Salve mi amor a través de la soledad
Salve mi amor a través de la tristeza
Te doy mi línea
Ven, dame tu mañana

Si yo fuera carpintero
Y tú eras una dama
¿Te casarías conmigo de todas formas?
¿Tendrías a mi bebé?

Composição: Tim Hardin