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1) Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back,
2) When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
3) I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels,
4) Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died,
A G E7
1) ain't much an old country boy like me can hack.
2) I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow.
3) I never was one of them money hungry fools.
4) and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side.
A D
1) It's early to rise, early in the sack:
2) But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low:
3) I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools:
4) He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride,
A E7 A
1) Thank God I'm a country boy.
2) Thank God I'm a country boy.
3) Thank God I'm a country boy.
4) and thank God you're a country boy.
A D
1) A simple kind of life never did me no harm,
2) I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could,
3) Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine,
4) My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle,
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1) raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm.
2) but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good.
3) a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen.
4) he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle.
A D
1) My days are all filled with an easy country charm:
2) So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should:
3) Well, folks let me tell you now exactly what I mean:
4) He taught me how to love and how to give just a little:
A E7 A
1) Thank God I'm a country boy.
2) Thank God I'm a country boy.
3) I thank God I'm a country boy.
4) Thank God you're a country boy.
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Chorus: Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle.
A E7
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle;
A D
and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle:
A E7 A
Thank God I'm a country boy.
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