thank god, i'm a country boy Songtext - John Denver

(John Martin Sommers)

Well, life on a farm is kind-a laid back.
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack.
It's early to rise, early in the sack.
Thank God, I'm a country boy.
A simple kind-a life never did me no harm,
Raising my a family and working 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 old fiddle.
When the sun's coming up, I got 'cakes on the griddle.
And life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle.
Thank God, I'm a country boy.
When the work'd all done and the sun's setting low,
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow,
But the kids are asleep so I keep it kind-a 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 like it very good,

I thank God, I'm a country boy.
Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me an old fiddle.
When the sun's coming up, I got 'cakes on the griddle.
And life ain't nothing 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 he 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."
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 an old fiddle.
When the sun's coming up, I got 'cakes on the griddle.
And life ain't nothing but a funny, funny riddle.
Thank God, I'm a country boy.

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