Thank God I'm a Country Boy sing and play along

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

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

But It's early to a rise,

dle so I early in the sack.

and Thank God I'm a country boy.

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

tle; but the raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm.

dle. My I days are all I filled you with an easy country charm.

tle. I 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 griddle.

And life ain't nothin' but a funny,

funny riddle.

Thank God I'm a country boy.

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

I he pull er out the fiddle and I rosin hun gry bow.

He the kids er are my sleep and and my keep it kinda low.

and Thank God I'm a country boy.

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

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

dle. So I fiddle when me can and and I work ly when I should.

tle. I 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 griddle.

And life ain't nothin' but a funny,

funny riddle.

Thank God I'm a country boy.

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