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 and early in the sack

Thank God I'm a country boy

A simple kind of life never did me no harm

Raisin' me a family and livin' on the farm

My days are all filled with an easy country charm

Thank God I'm a country boy

R: Well, I got me a fine wife, I got my old 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 is 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 family 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

R: Well, I got me a fine wife...

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 folks drivin' in a black limousine

A lotta sad people think that's mighty keen

Well folks, let me tell you exactly what I mean

Thank God I'm a country boy

R: Well, I got me a fine wife...

Well my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died

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

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

And thank God you're a country boy"

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

R: Well, I got me a fine wife...