IntroC7Ab7Bb7Verse 1C7F7
Now, if I was a bricklayer,
C7
I wouldn't build just any-thing;
F7
And if I was a ball player,
C7
I wouldn't play no second string.
Ab7Bb7
And if I were some jew'lry, baby;
C7
Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring.
Verse 2C7F7C7
If I were a secret, lord, I never would be told.
F7C7
If I were a jug of wine, then all my flavor would be old.
Ab7
I could be most anything,
Bb7C7
But it got to be twenty-four karat solid gold, oh.
Verse 3C7
If I were a gambler, you know I'd never lose,
F7
And if I were a guitar player,
C7
Lord, I'd have to play the blues.
InstrumentalC7F7C7F7C7Ab7Bb7C7Verse 4C7F7C7
If I was a hacksaw, my blade would be razor sharp.
F7C7
If I were a politician, I could prove that monkeys talk.
Ab7
You can find the tallest building,
Bb7C7
Lord, I'd have me the house on top.
C7
Oh, let's go!
InstrumentalC7F7C7F7C7Ab7Bb7C7Verse 5]
C7
I'm the penthouse pauper;
F7C7
I got nothin' to my name.
F7
I'm the penthouse pauper; baby,
C7
I got nothing to my name.
Ab7
I can be most anything,
Bb7C7
'cause when you got nothin' it's all the same.
C7
Oh, let's move to this song!
OutroC7F7C7F7C7Ab7Bb7C7F7C7
Lord, look at my penthouse.
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.