If (Stomp) - Fairport Convention

If I were rich enough

To make you need me as much as I need you

If I could pitch enough

You’d realize what a little country bread can do

Well, if my ma

Had come that far

And if my pa

Was an old great big wig around our money town

If I were rich enough

To give you anything within the manner that you’d been accustomed to

If I could stitch enough

I’d save you nine and throw in a daisy, too

Well, if I knew

That you’d give me good times, too

And if I knew

Every loved one that I loved loved me, too

If I were rich enough

To make you need me, too

If I were rich enough

To see you pretty, looking like a scene I dreamed

If you were bitch enough

You’d leave me here, a king without a queen

Well, if you do

If you leave your little boy blue

If you do

I’ll shut you out, you’ll shout and you’ll know it, too

If I were rich enough

To have a pair of pants, a hat, and boot for every single day I wake

And if I acted rough

You’d want me more than just for wanting’s sake

Hm, that ain’t so

I’ll always be this way

Feelings grow

To the time when the sun shines, then we’ll know

If I were rich enough

To make you need me, too