Penthouse Pauper

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 jewelry, baby Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring And if I were a secret Lord, I never would be told And 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 And if I were a gambler You know I'd never lose If I were a guitar player Lord, I'd have to play the blues Oh, if I was a hacksaw My blade be razor sharp And if I were a politician I could prove that monkey 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 When you got nothin' it's all the same Oh, let's do it, do it, go Lord, look at my penthouse --- Penthouse Pauper - Creedence Clearwater Revival