Ramblin' Jack Elliot - St. James Infirmary Lyrics

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
Carrying the pots I made, following behind me

Save my love for sorrow
Save my love for lonely
I've given you my tommorrow
Love me only

If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me
You answer me quick,