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John Denver – Thank God Im A Country Boy Lyrics

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Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back
Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack
Its early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God, Im a country boy

Well, a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A-raisin me a family and workin on the farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God, Im a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up, I got cakes on the griddle
And life aint nothin but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God, Im a country boy

When the works all done, and the suns settin low
I pull out my fiddle, and I rosin up the bow
The kids are asleep, so I keep it kinda low
Thank God, Im a country boy

Id play Sally Goodin all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good
So I fiddle when I can, and I work when I should
And thank God, Im a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God, Im a country boy, woo

Well, I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
Id rather have my fiddle and my farming tools
Thank God, Im a country boy

Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin thats a-mighty keen
Well, son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
I thank God, Im a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up, I got cakes on the griddle
And life aint nothin but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God, Im a country boy

Well, my fiddle was my daddys til the day he died
And he took me by the hand, held me close to his side
Said, Live a good life, play the fiddle with pride
And thank God youre 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
He taught me how to love and how to give just a little
And thank God Im a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funny, funny riddle
Woo, thank God, Im a country boy, yes

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