Sunday, 23 March 2008

Does a job title make us who we are?

We never know what awaits us around the corner,
never judge a person on the job they do or might not even have. We are all special and we all deserve to be loved for who we are.
If you had met me two years ago I owned several companies, wore stilethoes and never went out with out make up - today I am just a girl from no where.
I find it really interesting how many "friends" I had back then compared to the friends I have today.
Money can attract lots of company but it is those people who stay around when you are down who you can truely call your friends.

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 color box,
and your soft shoe shining?

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

If I Were A Carpenter
Bobby Darin
Words & Music: Tim Hardin

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