Lyrics of
Thank God I'm a Country Boy

1) WELL LIFE'S ON A FARM IS KINDA LAID BACK,
AIN'T MUCH AN OLD COUNTRY BOY THAT HE CAN´T HACK.
THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY.
2) WHEN THE WORK'S ALL DONE AND THE SUN'S SETTIN' LOW
I PULL OUT MY FIDDLE AND I ROSIN' UP THE BOW.
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;
THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY.
3) WELL I WOULDN'T TRADE MY LIFE FOR DIAMONDS OR JEWELS,
I NEVER WAS ONE OF THEM MONEY HUNGRY FOOLS.
THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY.
4) 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.
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;
THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY.
1) A SIMPLE KIND OF LIFE NEVER DID ME NO HARM,
RAISIN' ME A FAMILY AND WORKIN' ON A FARM.
THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY.
2) I'D PLAY "SALLY GOODIN'" ALL DAY IF I COULD,
BUT THE LORD AND MY WIFE WOULDN'T TAKE IT VERY GOOD.
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;
THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY.
3) YEAH, CITY FOLK DRIVIN IN A BLACK LIMOUSINE,
A LOTTA SAD PEOPLE THINKIN' THAT'S MIGHTY KEEN.
I THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY.
4) 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
I THANK GOD I'M A COUNTRY BOY!
YEEHA!