If I Were a Rich Man

簡介

擇自"屋頂上的提琴手"，泰凡爾幻想自己是富人時唱的歌。

 

歌詞

Dear God, you made many, many poor people. I realize, of course,
that it's no shame to be poor. But it's no great honor either.
So what would have been so terrible if I'd had a small fortune?

If I were a rich man,
Yaha-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-dum,
All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum,
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard,
Yaha-deeuh-buua-buua-buua-deeba-deeba-dum
If I were a biddy-biddy-rich
Yida-deeda-dida-dida-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 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 (prolonged squawk)
Would land like a trumpet on the ear,
As if to say, "Here lives a wealthy man."

If I were a rich man,
Yaha-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-dum,
All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum,
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard,
Yaha-deeuh-buua-buua-buua-deeba-deeba-dum
If I were a biddy-biddy-rich
Yida-deeda-dida-dida-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, Rev Tevye,
Pardon me, Rev Tevye,"
Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes.
La-de, la-de, la-la.
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.

If I were a rich man,
Yaha-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-deeuh-dum,
All day long I'd biddy-biddy-bum,
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard,
Yaha-deeuh-buua-buua-buua-deeba-deeba-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?

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
I 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 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 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, etc.

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
Oh 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.

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 ...

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 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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