If I Were A Rich Man - From "Fiddler on the Roof"

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Today I am a horse!
 Dear God!
 Did you have to make my poor old horse
 Lose his shoe just before the Sabath?
 That wasn't very nice!
 It's enough you pick on me, Tevye
 Bless me with five daughters, a life of poverty
 But what have you got against my horse?
 Sometimes, when it's quiet, up there
 I think you say to yourself
 "Let's see what kind of mischief can I play
 On my friend Tevye?"
 Dear God, you made many, many, many rich people
 Mm, I realise, of course It's no shame to be poor
 But it's no great honour, 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 dumb
 All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum
 If I were a wealthy man
 Wouldn't have to work hard
 Daidle deedle daidle
 Daidle daidle deedle daidle dumb
 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 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-
 Will land like a trumpet on the ear
 As if to say, "Here lives a wealthy man."
 Ugh!
 If I Were A Rich Man
 Daidle deedle daidle
 Daidle daidle deedle daidle dumb
 All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum
 If I were a wealthy man
 Wouldn't have to work hard
 Daidle deedle daidle
 Daidle daidle deedle daidle dumb
 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 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
 This would be the sweetest thing of all
 Ugh!
 If I Were A Rich Man
 Daidle deedle daidle
 Daidle daidle deedle daidle dumb
 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 dumb
 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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