Bob SegerIf 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 I worked my hands in wood I wonder would you still love me? I say yes, I would, I'll put you above me That's what I want you to say And would you save my love from loneliness Would you save my love from sorrow, if you would I give you my onlyness, girl and all of my tomorrows If a tinker were my trade, would you still find me? Carrying the pots and the pans that I made Walking along the highway That long lonely highway If I was a carpenter, and you were a lady And I was just a carpenter Instead of a rock and roll star Just a carpenter, a carpenter, a carpenter © 2015