John Denver - Thank God I'm A Country Boy Lyrics
This song appears on thirteen albums, and was first released on the back home again album. it has also been released on the greatest hits vol 2, favourites, voice of america, the rocky mountainCtion, the country roads collection and changes albums. it has been recorded for the love again album. live versions appear on the an evening with john denver, live in london, country classics,Ery best of john denver (double cd) and live at the syney opera house albums.Well life on the farm is kinda laid backAint much an old country boy like me cant hackIts early to rise, early in the sackThank God Im a country boyWell a simple kinda life never did me no harmA raisin me a family and workin on a farmMy days are all filled with an easy country charmThank God Im a country boyWell I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddleWhen the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddleLife aint nothin but a funy funny riddleThank God Im a country boyWhen the works all done and the suns settlin lowI pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bowThe kids are asleep so I keep it kinda lowThank God Im a country boyId play sally goodin all day if I couldBut the lord and my wife wouldnt take it very goodSo I fiddle when I could, work when I shouldThank God Im a country boyWell I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddleWhen the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddleLife aint nothin but a funy funny riddleThank God Im a country boyWell I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewelsI never was one of them money hungry foolsIid rather have my fiddle and my farmin toolsThank God Im a country boyYeah, city folk drivin in a black limousineA lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keenSon, let me tell ya now exactly what I meanThank God Im a country boyWell I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddleWhen the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddleLife aint nothin but a funy funny riddleThank God Im a country boyWell, my fiddle was my daddys till the day he diedAnd he took me by the hand and held me close to his sideSaid, live a good life and play my fiddle with prideAnd thank God youre a country boyMy daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittleTaught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddleTaught me how to love and how to give just a littleThank God Im a country boyWell I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddleWhen the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddleLife aint nothin but a funy funny riddleThank God Im a country boyThank God Im a country boyWords and music by john martin sommers
