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If I were a carpenter |
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And you were a lady |
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Now would you marry me anyway? |
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Would you have my baby? |
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If I take on a tinkers trade |
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Would you still find me? |
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Oh, carryin' the pots I made |
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Followin' closer behind me |
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Save my love through loneliness |
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Save my love for sorrow |
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'Cause I have given you my onliness |
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Give me part of 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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Now, answer me baby, "Yes I would |
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I'll place you high above me." |
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If I were a miller |
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At a mill wheel grindin' |
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Now 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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Now, would you marry me anyway? |
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I want you to have my baby |
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If I were a carpenter |
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And you were a lady |
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Now, would you marry me anyway? |
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Would you have my baby? |
