Lyrics:

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

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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

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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

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