《 John Denver - Thank God I'm A Country Boy 》

《 John Denver - Thank God I'm A Country Boy 》

Well life on the farm is kinda laid back

Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack

It's early to rise, early in the sack

I thank God I'm a country boy

Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm

A raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm

My days are all filled with an easy country charm

Thank God I'm a country boy

Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ole fiddle

When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle

Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle

Thank God I'm a country boy

When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low

I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow

The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low

I thank God I'm a country boy

I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could

But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good

So I fiddle when I can, work when I should

Thank God I'm a country boy

Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ole fiddle

When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle

Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle

Thank God I'm a country boy

Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds and jewels

I never was one of them money hungry fools

I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools

Thank God I'm a country boy

Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine

A lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen

Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean

I thank God I'm a country boy

Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ole fiddle

When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle

Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle

I thank God I'm a country boy, yes Sr.

Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died

And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side

Said, "live a good life and play the fiddle with pride

And thank God you're a country boy"

Well, my daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle

Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle

Taught me how to love and how to give just a little

And thank God I'm a country boy

Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ole fiddle

When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle

Life ain't nothin' but a funny funny riddle

Thank God I'm a country boy

Songwriters

JOHN MARTIN SOMMERS

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