[Chorus]
F
If I were a rich man, ya ba dibbie dibbie, doobie dibbie dibbie dibbie dum
A#m Fm G G7 C
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum if I were a wealthy man
F
I wouldn't have to work hard, ya ba dibbie dibbie, doobie dibbie dibbie dibbie dum
A#m Fm G C7 F
If I were a biddy biddy rich, idle-deedle-didle-didle man
[Verse 1]
A#m D#7 G# Fm
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen, right in the middle of the town
A#m D# F F7
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below
A#m D# G# Fm
There would be one long staircase just going up and one even longer coming down
A#m Bdim C
And one more leading nowhere, just for show
[Verse 2]
A#m D#7 G# Fm
I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks for the town to see and hear
A#m D# F F7
Squawking just as noisily as they can
A#m D# G# Fm
And each loud "cheep" and "squawk" and "honk" and "quack" would land like a trumpet on the ear
A#m Bdim C
As if to say "Here lives a wealthy man"
[Chorus]
F
If I were a rich man, ya ba dibbie dibbie, doobie dibbie dibbie dibbie dum
A#m Fm G G7 C
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum if I were a wealthy man
F
I wouldn't have to work hard, ya ba dibbie dibbie, doobie dibbie dibbie dibbie dum
A#m Fm G C7 F
If I were a biddy biddy rich, idle-deedle-didle-didle man
[Verse 3]
A#m D#7 G# Fm
I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife with a proper double chin
A#m D# F F7
Supervising meals to her heart's delight
A#m D# G# Fm
I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock, oh, what a happy mood she's in
A#m Bdim C
Screaming at the servants, day and night
[Bridge]
C7 D# C# G# F# F
The most important men in town would come to fawn on me
A#m
They will ask me to advise them
F#
Like a Solomon the Wise
D#m
If you please Reb Tevye
D#m
Pardon me Reb Tevye
F7
Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes
F7
Yah da-dee da da, yah di da da, yah di da da, daa
[Verse 4]
A#m D#7 G# F7
And it won't make one bit of difference if I answer right or wrong
A#m Bdim C
When you're rich they think you really know
A#m D#7 G# Fm
If I were rich I'd have the time that I lack to sit in the synagogue and pray
A#m D#7 F F7
And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall
A#m D#7 G# F7
And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men seven hours every day
A#m Bdim C
That would be the sweetest thing of all
[Chorus]
F F7
If I were a rich man, ya ba dibbie dibbie, doobie dibbie dibbie dibbie dum
A#m Fm G G7 C
All day long I'd biddy biddy bum if I were a wealthy man
F F7
I wouldn't have to work hard, ya ba dibbie dibbie, doobie dibbie dibbie dibbie dum
[Outro]
A#m Fm
Lord who made the lion and the lamb
A#m Fm
You decreed I should be what I am
A#m Fm
Would it spoil some vast eternal plan
A#m C F C F
If I were a wealthy man