John Denver – Thank God I’m A Country Boy

John Denver: Thank God I'm A Country Boy Lyrics

Well, life’s 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.
Well, a simple kind of life never did me no harm,
Raising me a family and working 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 coming up, i got cakes on the griddle.
And life ain’t nothing but a funny, funny riddle, thank god i’m a country boy.

When the work’s all done and the sun’s setting 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 gooding 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 coming up, i got cakes on the griddle.
And life ain’t nothing but a funny, funny riddle, thank god i’m a country boy.

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 driving in a black limousine,
A lotta sad people thinking that’s-a mighty keen.
Son, let me tell you now exactly what i mean, thank god i’m a country boy.
Well, i got me a fine wife, i got me old fiddle.
When the sun’s coming up, i got cakes on the griddle.
And life ain’t nothing 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 coming up, i got cakes on the griddle.
And life ain’t nothing but a funny, funny riddle, thank god i’m a country boy.