Rolf Harris If I were a rich man Lyrics
            IF I WERE A RICH MAN,
            DAIDLE, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
        
            DIGGUH, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DUM.
        
            ALL DAY LONG I'D BIDDY, BIDDY b__,
        
            IF I WERE A WEALTHY MAN.
        
            WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORK HARD,
        
            DAIDLE, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
        
            DIGGUH, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DUM.
        
            IF I WERE A BIDDY, BIDDY RICH,
        
            DIGGUH, DIGGUH, DEEDLE, 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 COULD BE ONE LONG STAIR CASE 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 QUACK AND CLUCK AND GOBBLE AND HONK
        
            WILL LAND LIKE A TRUMPET ON THE EAR;
        
            AS IF TO SAY HERE LIVES A WEALTHY MAN.
        
            IF I WERE A RICH MAN,
        
            DAIDLE, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
        
            DIGGUH, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DUM.
        
            ALL DAY LONG I'D BIDDY, BIDDY b__,
        
            IF I WERE A WEALTHY MAN.
        
            WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORK HARD,
        
            DAIDLE, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
        
            DIGGUH, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DUM.
        
            IF I WERE A BIDDY, BIDDY RICH,
        
            DIGGUH, DIGGUH, DEEDLE, DAIDLE MAN.
        
            I SEE MY WIFE 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 SOLOMAN THE WISE,
        
            'IF YOU PLEASE, REB TEVYE, PARDON ME, REB TEVYE.'
        
            POSING PROBLEMS THAT WOULD CROSS A RABBI'S EYES.
        
            BOI, BOI, BOI, BOI, BOI, BOI, BOI, BOI, BOI.
        
            AND IT WON'T MAKE ONE BIT OF DIFF'RENCE
        
            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 A 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 EV'RY DAY;
        
            THIS WOULD BE THE SWEETEST THING OF ALL.
        
            IF I WERE A RICH MAN,
        
            DAIDLE, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
        
            DIGGUH, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DUM.
        
            ALL DAY LONG I'D BIDDY, BIDDY b__,
        
            IF I WERE A WEALTHY MAN.
        
            WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORK HARD,
        
            DAIDLE, DEEDLE, DAIDLE, DIGGUH,
        
            DIGGUH, 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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