Pascal:
If i were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?

Sara:
If you were a carpenter
and i were a lady
I'd marry you anyway
I'd have your baby

Pascal:
If a tinker was my trade
Would i still find you?

Sara:
I'd be carryin the pot you made
Followin behind you

Pascal & Sara:
Save your love through lonelyness
Save your love through sorrow

Pascal:
I gave you my onlyness

Pascal & Sara:
Give me your tomorrow

Pascal:
If I were a miller
at a mill wheel grinding
would you miss your colored blouse
and your soft shoe shining?

Sara:
If you were a miller
at a mill wheel grinding
I'd not miss my colored blouse
and my soft shoe shining

Pascal & Sara:
Save your love through lonelyness
Save your love through sorrow

Pascal:
I gave you my onlyness
Give me your tomorrow

If worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me?

Sara:
I'd answer you yes i would

Pascal:
And would you not be above me?

If i were a carpenter
And you were a lady

Sara:
I'd marry you anyway
I'd have your baby

Pascal & Sara:
Save your love through lonelyness
Save your love through sorrow

Pascal:
I gave you my onlyness

Pascal & Sara:
Give me your tomorrow