Thank God Im A Country Boy Song Lyrics and Chords By ( John Denver )

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 Sommers. This song has sung by John Denver

Singer John Denver
Released 1974
Album Back Home Again
Tuning E A D G B E

Thank God Im A Country Boy Song 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…

*****

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…

******

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..

******

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 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 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

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”

******

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 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…

Thank God Im A Country Boy Song Chords

Well, life on a 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

A simple kind of life never did me no harm

Raisin’ me a family and workin’ on a 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

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

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, 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 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 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 till the day he died

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

He said: “ Live a good life and 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

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 Yeehaw!





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