If I Were a Rich Man (Fiddler on the Roof)

 133. If I Were a Rich Man (Fiddler on the Roof) page 1

 C (I) If I were a rich man, Daidle deedle daidle Daidle daidle deedle daidle dumb G7 (V7) All day long I'd c (i) biddy-biddy-bum [f# dim]  If I were a wealthy G7 (V7) man I C (I) wouldn't have to work hard, Daidle deedle daidle Daidle daidle deedle daidle dumb G7 (V7) If I were a c (i) biddy-biddy rich, D7 (II7) Daidle deedle G7 (V7) daidle daidle C (I) man

I'd build a f (iv) big tall house with [Bb7] ]rooms by the dozen [Eb] Right in the middle of the [bb] town, A f (iv) fine tin roof with G7 (V7) real wooden floors 

be- C (I) low. There would be f (iv) one long staircase [Bb] just going up

And [Eb] one even longer coming [bb] down, And f (iv) one more leading 

[f# dim} nowhere, just for G (V) show.

I'd C7 (I7) fill my F (IV) yard with F7 (IV7) chicks and G7 (V7) turkeys and geese 

And C (I) ducks for the [Bb] town to see and A7 (VI7) hear, d (ii) Squawking d7 (ii7) just as G7 (V7) noisily as they C (I) can, C7 (I7) And each loud f (iv) "pa-pa-geeee! 

f7 (iv7) pa-pa-gaack! [Bb7] pa-pa-geeee! Pa-pa-gaack!" Would [Eb] land like a trumpet on the [bb] ear, As C7 (I7) if to f (iv) say, "Here [f# dim] lives a wealthy 

G (V) man." Oy!

 

 

 

133. If I Were a Rich Man (Fiddler on the Roof) page 2

Chorus

I see my f (iv) wife, my Golde, [Bb] Looking like a rich man's [Eb] wife, With a proper double [bb] chin, f (iv) Supervising G7 (V7) meals to her heart's de- C (I) light.

I see her f (iv) putting on airs And [Bb7] strutting like a peacock, [Eb] Oy! What a happy mood she's [bb] in, f (iv) Screaming at the [f# dim] servants day and 

G (V) night.

The G7 (V7) most important [Bb7] men in town will come to fawn on C (I) me 

They will f (iv) ask me to advise them, Like a [C#] Solomon the Wise "If you 

[bb] please, Reb Tevye?" "Pardon [bb] me, Reb Tevye?" C7 (I7) Posing problems that would cross a rabbi’s eyes C7 (I7) Ya va voy, ya va voy voy vum 

f (iv) And it won’t make [Bb7] one bit of difference [Eb] If I answer right 

or C7 (I7) wrong When you’re f (iv) rich they [f# dim] think you really G (V) know If I were f (iv) rich I’d have the [Bb7] time that I lack to [Eb] sit in the synagogue 

and c (i) 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, and that would be the sweetest thing of all Chorus

G7 (V7) God who made the c (i) lion and the lamb, G7 (V7) you decreed I c (i) should be what I am, G7 (V7) would it spoil

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