Penthouse Pauper lyrics

Song information

Artist: Creedence Clearwater Revival
Album: Bayou Country

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

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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