If I Were A Rich Man Daidle deedle daidle digguh digguh deedle daidle dum All day long I'd biddy biddy bum 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 would be 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 man.

I see my wife my Golde

looking like a 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 mos 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 what 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 the synagogue

and pray; And maybe have a seat by the eastern well.

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 bum 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?