Creedence Clearwater Revival — Penthouse Pauper

Creedence Clearwater Revival Penthouse Pauper

Альбом: Bayou Country (1969)

Жанры — Рок

Текст песни

Now, if I were a bricklayer

I wouldn't build just anything

And if I were 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

 

If I were a secret, Lord, I never would be told

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

 

If I were a gambler, you know I'd never lose

And if I were a guitar player

Lord, I'd have to play the blues

 

If I was a hacksaw, my blade'd be razor-sharp

If I were a politician, I could prove that monkeys 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

Oh, when you got nothin' it's all the same

 

Oh, let's move to this song!

Lord, look at my penthouse

 

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