I like it    I don't like it

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