Thank God I’m a Country Boy

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack Early to rise, early in the sack Thank God I'm a country boy 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 [Chorus] Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a 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 [Verse 2] When the work's all done and the sun's 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 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 work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy [Chorus] Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a 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 [Bridge] Ding-de-do-de-do-do-do De-de-de-de-de-do-do-do Ding-de-do-de-do-do-do Thank God I'm a country boy! [Verse 3] 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 Now folks, let me tell you now exactly what I mean Thank God I'm a country boy [Chorus] Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a 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 [Bridge] Ding-de-do-de-do-do-do De-de-de-de-de-do-do-do Ding-de-do-de-do-do-do Thank God I'm a country boy! [Verse 4] Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died He took me by the hand, held me close to his side He said, "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride" Thank God I'm 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 [Chorus] Well I got me a fine wife, I got me a 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 [Bridge] Ding-de-do-de-do-do-do De-de-de-de-de-do-do-do Ding-de-do-de-do-do-do Thank God I'm a country boy!