Текст: Dolly Parton. Those Were the Days. If I Were A Carpenter.

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?

If you were a carpenter
And I were a lady
I'd marry you anyway
I'd have your baby

If a tinker were my trade
Would you still find me?
I'll be carryin' the pots you made
Followin' behind you

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love to sorrow
I'm givin' you my only-ness
Give me your tomorrow

If I were a miller
At a mill wheel grindin'
I wouldn't miss my pretty dress
And my soft shoe shining

If I were a carpenter
If I were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Yes, and I'd have your baby

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love to sorrow
I'm givin' you my only-ness
Give me your tomorrow

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
I'd marry you anyway
I'd marry you anyway

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love to sorrow
I'm givin' you my only-ness
Give me your tomorrow

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love to sorrow
I'm givin' you my only-ness
Give me your tomorrow

If I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
I'd marry you anyway
Would you have my baby?
I'd marry you anyway
And I'd have your baby

If I were a carpenter
If you were a carpenter
I'd marry you anyway