Creedence Clearwater Revival (ccr) Creedence Clearwater Revival (ccr)-penthouse Pauper Lyrics

Creedence Clearwater Revival (ccr)-penthouse Pauper 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 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.