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| Song: | Thank God I'm a Country Boy |
| Album: | Back Home Again | Genres: | |
| Year: | | Length: | 190 sec |
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 kinda life never did me no harm A-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 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'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 And thank God, I'm a country boy Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle When the sun's comin' 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 farming tools Thank God, I'm a country boy Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a-mighty keen Well, son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean I thank God, I'm a country boy 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
Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died And he took me by the hand, held me close to his side Said, 'Live a good life, play the 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 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 Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle When the sun's comin' 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
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