Songbook

If I Were A Rich Man

By Fiddler On The Roof

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[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