I’ll sing you a true song that lately has been made
Of a little carpenter who courted a young maid
He courted her he courted her he loved her as his life
But never would he ask her if she would be his wife

First there came a farmer he could plough and sow
He said my little darling girl I’ve come to let you know
I have a fancy for you, you look so neat and trim
But oh my little carpenter what will become of him

Then there came an old man hobbling in the dark
He said my little darling girl you’ve fairly won my heart
I’ll raise you in society you’ll go so proud and prim
But oh my little carpenter what will become of him

Then there came a merchant he came from the fair
He gave her his gold watch and chain and a little of his store
He’s gave her his silk handkerchief all for to put them in
But oh my little carpenter what will become of him

At long last came the carpenter he came so shy and slow
In his arms a garland he brought for her to show
Now he works his broad axe all the day he sits by her at night
And oh the little carpenter he is her heart’s delight
Oh the little carpenter he is her heart’s delight – Trad