Well life a farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God I'm a country boy
A simple kinda life never did me no harm
Raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm
My days are all filled with and easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy
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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 gettin' 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
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I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fool
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah, city fold drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin' tat's mighty keen
Well, folks 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 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 hunt and how to whittle
He taught me how to workd 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
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