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

Early to rise, early in the sack

Thank God I'm a country boy

A simple kind of life never did me no harm

A-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 comin' up, I got cakes on the riddle

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 up 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 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 riddle

Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle

Thank God I'm a country boy (yee-haw!)

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 farmin' tools

Thank God I'm a country boy

Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine

A lot of sad people thinking that's a-mighty keen

Well, folks, 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 comin' up, I got cakes on the riddle

Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle

Thank God I'm a country boy (yee-haw!)

Thank God I'm a country boy (yee-haw!)

Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 'til the day he died

He took me by the hand, held me close to his side

He said, "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride"

Thank God I'm a country boy

My daddy's taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle