Creedence Clearwater Revival - Penthouse Pauper Lyrics

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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.

Track Listing
12" Vinyl 1
  • 1 Born on the Bayou
  • 2 Bootleg
  • 3 Graveyard Train
  • 4 Good Golly Miss Molly
  • 5 Penthouse Pauper
  • 6 Proud Mary
  • 7 Keep On Chooglin’


  • Credits
    publisher: ©CONCORD MUSIC GROUP, INC
    writers: John Cameron Fogerty
    album: Track 5 in album Bayou Country
    release date: 1969-1-5
    popularity : 60 users have visited this page.
    genres: Folk, World, & Country
    styles: Folk Rock/Blues Rock/Hard Rock/Classic Rock
    length: 3:39
    producer: John Fogerty
    Album Information
    label: Fantasy
    country(area): United States
    format: 12" Vinyl
    script: Latin