Tim Hardin

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For the yonger generations...🙂

Born Eugene, Oregon, 1941; died 1980 in Los Angeles. With his sobbing voice and introspective, almost reticent compositions, Tim Hardin was one of the more memorable singer-songwriters of his day. A cult figure who never really broke through to a wide following, he is now chiefly remembered via cover versions of his best songs, especially "If I Were A Carpenter" and "Reason To Believe". His failure to become renowned for performing his own work is mainly attributable to his heroin habit, which helped cripple his career after a couple of promising albums in the late 1960s.
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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?

arrying the pots I made, following behind me.

Save my love for sorrow, save my love for lonely

I have given you my tomorrow, love me only

If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me?

You answer me quick, "Tim, I could, I'll put you above me"

If I were a miller at a mill wheel grinding

Would you miss your colored blouse, your soft shoes shining?

Save my love through loneliness, save my love for sorrow

I've given you my ownliness, give me your tomorrow


If I were a carpenter and you were a lady

Would you marry me anyway, would you have my baby?



or my fave.

What can I say? She's walking away from what we've seen

What can I do, still loving you, it's all a dream

How can we hang on to a dream?

How can it really be the way it seems?

What can I do? She's saying we're through with how it was

What will I try? I still don't see why she says what she does

How can we hang on to a dream?

How can it really be the way it seems?

What can I say? She's walking away from what we've seen

What can I do, still loving you, it's all a dream

How can we hang on to a dream?

How can it really be the way it seems?

How can we hang on to a dream?

man....
These texts and poems are precious and must be kept for upcoming generations.
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