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If I were a carpenter and you were a lady |
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Would you marry me anyway, would you have my baby ? |
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If a tinker were my trade, would you still find me |
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Carrying the pots I made following behind me ? |
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Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow. |
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I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow. |
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If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me ? |
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Answer me, baby, yes, I would, I'd put you above me. |
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If I were a miller, at a mill wheel grinding |
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Would you miss your coloured box and those soft shoes shining ? |
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Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow. |
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I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow. |
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If I were a carpenter and you were a lady |
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Would you marry me anyway, would you have my baby? |
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Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow. |
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I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow. |
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Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow. |
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I've given you my onliness, give me your tomorrow. |
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Give me your tomorrow. |
