Thank God I'm A Country Boy

Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back,

ain't much an old country boy like me can hack.

It's early to rise, early in the sack:

Thank God I'm a country boy.

Well,A simple kind of life never did me no harm,

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 old fiddle.

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

and 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 settin' low

I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow.

But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:

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 and I work when I should:

Thank God I'm a country boy.

Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.

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

and 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 or 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 limou sine,

a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.

Son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean:

I thank God I'm a country boy.

Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.

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

and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:

Thank God I'm a country boy.

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.

He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,

and thank God you're a country boy.

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

he 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:

Thank God I'm a country boy.

Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.

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

and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:

Thank God I'm a country boy.