I Wish I Was A Carpenter
I wish I was a carpenter
I’d make a beautiful closet
And sitting in my hand made chair
You’d run your fingers through my hair
And tell me you’re happy with me.
I wish I was a fisherman
I’d catch us a decent meal
And with the setting of the sun
My day would be done
And you’d be the one I came home to.
And with the setting of the sun
My day would be done
And you’d be the one I came home to.
Writer/s: Tommy Ebben
