Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

If I were a rich man, Ya ba dibbie dibbie, doobie dibbie dibbie dibbie dum

All day long I'd biddy biddy bum, if I were a wealthy man

 I wouldn't have to work hard, Ya ba dibbie dibbie, doobie dibbie dibbie dibbie dum

If I were a biddy biddy rich, idle-deedle-didle-didle man

 I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen, right in the middle of the town

 A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below

 There would be one long staircase just going up, and one even longer coming down,

 and one more leading nowhere, just for show

 I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese

 and ducks for the town to see and hear

 Squawking just as noisily as they can

 And each loud "cheep" and "squawk" and "honk" and "quack"

 Would land like a trumpet on the ear,

 As if to say, "Here lives a wealthy man"

(Chorus)

 I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife with a proper double chin

 Supervising meals to her heart's delight

 I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock—Oh what a happy mood she's in

 Screaming at the servants, day and night

(Chorus)