Lyrics
Now, if I was a bricklayer
I wouldn't build just anything
And if I was a ball player
I wouldn't play no second string
And if I were some jewelry, baby
Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring
And if I were a secret
Lord, I never would be told
And if I were a jug of wine
Lord, my flavor would be old
I could be most anything
But it got to be twenty-four karat solid gold, oh
And if I were a gambler
You know I'd never lose
If I were a guitar player
Lord, I'd have to play the blues
Oh, if I was a hacksaw
My blade be razor sharp
And if I were a politician
I could prove that monkey talk
You can find the tallest building
Lord, I'd have me the house on top
Oh, let's go
All right, keep goin'
I'm the penthouse pauper
I got nothin' to my name
I'm the penthouse pauper, baby
I got nothing to my name
I can be most anything
When you got nothin' it's all the same
Oh, let's do it, do it, go
Lord, look at my penthouse
John Cameron Fogerty
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