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 Jew'lry, 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 Would 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,

'cause When You Got Nothin' It's All The Same.



Oh, Let's Move To This Song!

Lord, Look At My Penthouse.