If I Were A Carpenter:Bobby Darin.
#8 in '66.
If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady,
Would you marry me anyway? Would you have my baby?
If a tinker were my trade would you still find me,
carrin' the pots I made, followin' behind me.
Save my love through loneliness, save my love for sorrow.
I'm given you my onliness, come give your tomorrow.
If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me?
Answer me babe, "Yes I would, I'll put you above me."
If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding,
would you miss your colored blouse, and your soft shoes shining?
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.