If I Were A Rich Man Lyrics - What Now My Love - 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 

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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 

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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?