If I were a carpenter
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and you were a lady,
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Would you marry me anyway?
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Would you have my baby?
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If a tinker were my trade
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would you still find me,
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carrin' the pots I made,
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followin' behind me.
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Save my love through loneliness,
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Save my love for sorrow,
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I'm given you my onliness,
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Come give your tomorrow.
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If I worked my hands in wood,
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Would you still love me?
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Answer me babe, "Yes I would,
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I'll put you above me."
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If I were a miller
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at a mill wheel grinding,
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would you miss your color box,
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and your soft shoe shining?
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If I were a carpenter
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and you were a lady,
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Would you marry me anyway?
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Would you have my baby?
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Would you marry anyway?
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Would you have my baby?
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If I Were A Carpenter
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| Johnny Cash |
