Luyện nghe bài hát If I Were A Rich Man

Dear God, you made many, many poor
I realize, of course, that no shame to be poor
But no great honor, either
So what would have been so terrible if I had a small

If I were a man
All day I'd biddy-biddy-bum
If I a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work
If I were a rich
Yaidle deedle daidle man

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

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

If I a rich man
All day long I'd
If I a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work
If I a biddy-biddy rich
Yaidle daidle daidle man

I see my wife, my goldey, like a rich man's wife
With a proper chin
Supervising meals to her heart's
I see her putting on and strutting like a peacock
Oy, what a mood she's in!
Screaming at the servants day and

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

If I were rich, I'd have the time that I
To sit in the synagogue and
And maybe have a seat by the wall
And I'd discuss the learned books with the men
hours every day
That be the sweetest thing of all, oy

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

who made the lion and the lamb
You decreed I be what I am
Would it some vast, eternal plan
If I a wealthy man?