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, 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 the 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 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 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 wife wouldn't take it very good so I fiddle when I can and I work when I should and 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 folks drivin' in a black limousine a lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen well son, let me tell you now exactly what I mean I Thank God I'm a country boy 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 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 and thank God I'm a country boy