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 24 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 were 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.. Alright, keep going..
I'm the Penthouse Pauper, I got nothing to my name,
I'm the Penthouse Pauper Baby, I got nothing to my name
I can be most anything, cos when you got nothing, it's all the same
Oh, let's move to this song.. Lord, look at my Penthouse
~Penthouse Pauper
J Fogarty, CCR, Bayou Country 1969
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