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If you were a carpenter |
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And I 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 your trade |
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Would you still find me |
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Carrying the pots you made |
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Following behind me? |
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See my love through loneliness |
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See my love for sorrow |
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I've given you my onliness |
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Come give me your tomorrow |
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If you worked your hands in wood |
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Would you still love me? |
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Answer me, yes I would |
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I'd put you above me |
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And if you were a miller |
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Had a mill-wheel grinding |
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Would you see it written on my face? |
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I'm here for the finding |
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See my love through loneliness |
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See my love for sorrow |
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I've given you my onliness |
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Come give me your tomorrow |
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If you were a carpenter |
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And I 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 me anyway? |
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Would you have my baby? |
