Lyrics:

Fifth song off John Denver’s Back Home Again released in 1974. Though recorded by Denver the song was actually written by John Martin Sommers who was a member of Denver’s back up band.

Sommers Pictured Below
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
I thank God I'm a country boy
Well, a simple kind of life never did me no harm
A-raisin' me a family and working on the 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 ole fiddle
When the sun's coming 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'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 I work when I should
I thank God I'm a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me ole fiddle
When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy, woo


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 folk driving in a black limousine
A lot of sad people thinking 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, I got me a fine wife, I got me ole fiddle
When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
And life ain't nothin' 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, held me close to his side
Said, 'Live a good life, play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you're a country boy'
Well, my daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
Taught me how to work, to 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

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me ole fiddle
When the sun's coming up, I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Woo, thank God I'm a country boy, yes