Thank God Im A Country Boy by John Denver lyrics and chords

Thank God Im A Country Boy is one of the most popular songs of the time. Thank God Im A Country Boy lyrics written by John Martin. This song has sung by John Denver

SingerJohn Denver
AlbumAn Evening with John Denver
Released1975
TuningE A D G B E

Thank God Im A Country Boy by 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
I thank God I’m a country boy

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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

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Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol’ 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

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When the work’s all done and the sun’s settlin’ 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

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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
Thank God I’m a country boy

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Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol’ 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

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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

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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

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Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol’ 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

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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 my fiddle with pride
And thank God you’re a country boy”

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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

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Well I got me a fine wife I got me an ol’ 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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Well, life on a farm is kinda laid back

[A] [G] [D]

Ain’t much an old country boy like me can’t hack

[A] [E] [D]

It’s early to rise, early in the sack

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[A] [D]

A simple kind of life never did me no harm

[A] [G] [D]

Raisin’ me a family and workin’ on a farm

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

My days are all filled with an easy country charm

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[E] [A]

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle

[E] [A]

When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

And life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[A] [D]

When the work’s all done and the sun’s settin’ low

[A] [G] [D]

I pull out my fiddle and I rosin’ up the bow

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[A] [D]

I’d play “”Sally Goodin”” all day if I could

[A] [G] [D]

But the lord and my wife wouldn’t take it very good

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[E] [A]

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle

[E] [A]

When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

And life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[A] [D]

[A] [G] [D]

[A] [Fm] [E] [D] [D]

[A] [E] [A]

[A] [D]

[A] [G] [D]

[A] [Fm] [E] [D] [D]

[A] [E] [A]

[A] [D]

Well, I wouldn’t trade my life for diamonds or jewels

[A] [G] [D]

I never was one of them money hungry fools

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

I’d rather have my fiddle and my farming tools

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[A] [D]

Yeah, city folk drivin’ in a black limousine

[A] [G] [D]

A lotta sad people thinkin’ that’s mighty keen

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

Well, son let me tell you now exactly what I mean

[A] [E] [A]

I thank God I’m a country boy

[E] [A]

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle

[E] [A]

When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

And life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[A] [D]

[A] [G] [D]

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[A] [E] [A]

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[A] [G] [D]

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[A] [D]

Well, my fiddle was my daddy’s till the day he died

[A] [G] [D]

And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

He said: “”Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride

[A] [E] [A]

And thank God you’re a country boy

[A] [D]

My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle

[A] [G] [D]

He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

He taught me how to love and how to give just a little

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy

[E] [A]

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle

[E] [A]

When the sun’s comin’ up I got cakes on the griddle

[A] [Fm] [E] [D]

And life ain’t nothin’ but a funny, funny riddle

[A] [E] [A]

Thank God I’m a country boy Yeehaw!

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[A] [Fm] [E] [D] [D]

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