Luyện nghe bài hát If I Were A Rich Man

Dear God, you many, many poor people
I realize, of course, that it's no to be poor
But no great honor, either
So would have been so terrible if I had a small fortune?

If I were a man
All day long I'd
If I were a man
I wouldn't have to work
If I were a rich
Yaidle deedle daidle man

I'd build a big tall house with by the dozen
Right in the of the town
A fine tin roof with real wooden below
There could be one long staircase going up
And one even longer down
And one more nowhere, just for show

I'd fill my yard with chicks and and geese
And ducks for the town to see and
Squawking just as noisily as can
And loud pa-pa-gee! pa-pa-gaack! pa-pa-gee! pa-pa-gaack!
Would land a trumpet on the ear
As if to say, "Here lives a man", oy

If I were a man
All day long I'd
If I a wealthy man
I wouldn't to work hard
If I were a rich
deedle daidle daidle man

I see my wife, my goldey, looking like a rich wife
With a proper chin
meals to her heart's delight
I see her putting on airs and strutting a peacock
Oy, what a happy mood in!
Screaming at the day and night

The most men in town will come to fawn on me
They ask me to advise them like a Solomon the wise
"If you please, Reb Tevye? me, Reb Tevye?"
Posing problems would cross a rabbi's eyes
And it make one bit of difference if I answer right or wrong
When you're rich, they think you know

If I were rich, I'd have the time I lack
To sit in the and pray
And have a seat by the eastern wall
And I'd discuss the learned books the learned men
hours every day
That would be the sweetest of all, oy

If I a rich man
All day long I'd
If I were a man
I wouldn't to work hard

Lord who made the lion and the
You I should be what I am
Would it some vast, eternal plan
If I were a wealthy