Текст песни If I Were A Rich Man - Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass
Dear
God,
you
made
many,
many
poor
people
I
realize,
of
course,
that
it′s
no
great
shame
to
be
poor
But
it's
no
great
honor
either
So
what
would
have
been
so
terrible
if
I
had
a
small
fortune?
If
I
were
a
rich
man,
daidle
deedle
daidle
Daidle
daidle
deedle
daidle
dum
All
day
long
I′d
biddy-biddy-bum
If
I
were
a
wealthy
man
I
wouldn't
have
to
work
hard
Daidle
deedle
daidle
Daidle
daidle
deedle
daidle
dum
If
I
were
a
biddy-biddy
rich
Daidle
deedle
daidle
daidle,
man
I'd
build
a
big
tall
house
with
rooms
by
the
dozen
Right
in
the
middle
of
the
town
A
fine
tin
roof
with
the
real
wooden
floors
below
There
would
be
one
long
staircase
just
going
up
And
one
even
longer
coming
down
And
one
more
leading
nowhere,
just
for
show
I′d
fill
my
yard
with
chicks
and
turkeys
and
geese
And
ducks
for
the
town
to
see
and
hear
Squawking
just
as
noisily
as
they
can
And
each
loud
"Pa-pa-gee!
Pa-pa-gaack!
Pa-pa-gee!
Pa-pa-gaack!"
Would
land
like
a
trumpet
on
the
ear
As
if
to
say,
"Here
lives
a
wealthy
man",
oy!
If
I
were
a
rich
man,
daidle
deedle
daidle
Daidle
daidle
deedle
daidle
dum
All
day
long
I′d
biddy-biddy-bum
If
I
were
a
wealthy
man
I
wouldn't
have
to
work
hard,
daidle
deedle
daidle
Daidle
daidle
deedle
daidle
dum
If
I
were
a
biddy-biddy
rich
Daidle
deedle
daidle
daidle,
man
I
see
my
wife,
my
Golde,
looking
like
a
rich
man′s
wife
With
a
proper
double
chin
Supervising
meals
to
her
heart's
delight
I
see
her
putting
on
airs
and
strutting
like
a
peacock
Oy!
What
a
happy
mood
she′s
in
Screaming
at
the
servants
day
and
night
The
most
important
men
in
town
will
come
to
fawn
on
me
They
will
ask
me
to
advise
them
like
a
Solomon
the
Wise
"If
you
please,
Reb
Tevye,
pardon
me,
Reb
Tevye?"
Posing
problems
that
would
cross
a
rabbi's
eyes
Ya
va
voy,
ya
va
voy,
voy
vum
And
it
won′t
make
one
bit
of
difference
If
I
answer
right
or
wrong
When
you're
rich,
they
think
you
really
know
If
I
were
rich,
I'd
have
the
time
that
I
lack
To
sit
in
the
synagogue
and
pray
And
maybe
have
a
seat
by
the
Eastern
wall
And
I′d
discuss
the
holy
books
with
the
learned
men
Seven
hours
every
day
That
would
be
the
sweetest
thing
of
all,
oy!
If
I
were
a
rich
man,
daidle
deedle
daidle
Daidle
daidle
deedle
daidle
dum
All
day
long
I′d
biddy-biddy-bum
If
I
were
a
wealthy
man
I
wouldn't
have
to
work
hard,
daidle
deedle
daidle
Daidle
daidle
deedle
daidle
dum
Lord
who
made
the
lion
and
the
lamb
You
decreed
I
should
be
what
I
am
Would
it
spoil
some
vast,
eternal
plan
If
I
were
a
wealthy
man?
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