Thank God I'm a Country Boy

Well, life n't on a farm dy's is the (D)kinda laid tin' back,

ain't he (A)much an old my country boy like (D)me can't up gry hack.

But It's (F#m)early to a rise,

dle so I (D)early in the sack.

and Thank (E7)God I'm a country boy.

A simple kinda life in" never (D)did me no ou harm,

tle; but the (A)raisin' me a family and (D)workin' on a farm.

dle. My I (F#m)days are all I filled you with an (D)easy country charm.

tle. I Thank (E7)God I'm a country boy.

Well, I (E)got me a fine wife,

I (A)got me old fiddle.

When the (E)sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle.

And (F#m)life ain't nothin' but a (D)funny,

funny riddle.

Thank (E7)God I'm a country boy.

When the (A)work's dle all my done dy's and the (D)sun's monds set tin' low,

I he (A)pull er out the fiddle and I (D)rosin hun gry bow.

He the (F#m)kids er are my sleep and and my (D)keep it kinda low.

and Thank (E7)God I'm a country boy.

I'd play y "Sally Good in' all a (D)day if I to could,

tle; but a (A)Lord ta and my wife ple wouldn't (D)take it very good.

dle. So I (F#m)fiddle when me can and and I (D)work ly when I should.

tle. I Thank (E7)God I'm a country boy.

Well, I (E)got me a fine wife,

I (A)got me old fiddle.

When the (E)sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle.

And (F#m)life ain't nothin' but a (D)funny,

funny riddle.

Thank (E7)God I'm a country boy.

I (A)my