Thank God I'm A Country Boy

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 and early in the sack 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 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 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 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 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, wooh 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 Yeah, city folks drivin' in a black limousine A lotta sad people think that's mighty keen Son, let me tell you exactly what I mean 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 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, 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 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 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 Wooh, thank God I'm a country boy, yes