Well life on the farm is kinda laid back Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack Its early to rise, early in the sack Thank God Im a country boy Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm A raisin me a family and workin on a farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm Thank God Im a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle Thank God Im a country boy When the works all done and the suns settlin low I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low Thank God Im a country boy Id play sally goodin all day if I could But the lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good So I fiddle when I could, work when I should Thank God Im a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle Thank God Im a country boy Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels I never was one of them money hungry fools Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin tools Thank God Im a country boy Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine A lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keen Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean Thank God Im a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle Thank God Im a country boy Well, my fiddle was my daddys till the day he died And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side Said, live a good life and play my fiddle with pride And thank God youre a country boy My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle Taught me how to love and how to give just a little Thank God Im a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle Thank God Im a country boy
Thank God Im a country boy Words and music by john martin sommers
[00:03.13]Well life on the farm is kinda laid back [00:05.38]Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack [00:08.06]Its early to rise, early in the sack [00:10.06]Thank God Im a country boy [00:12.31]Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm [00:14.88]A raisin me a family and workin on a farm [00:17.19]My days are all filled with an easy country charm [00:19.81]Thank God Im a country boy [00:21.94]Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle [00:24.50]When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle [00:27.69]Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle [00:29.94]Thank God Im a country boy [00:31.69]When the works all done and the suns settlin low [00:34.63]I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow [00:37.00]The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low [00:41.00]Thank God Im a country boy [00:42.12]Id play sally goodin all day if I could [00:43.88]But the lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good [00:45.94]So I fiddle when I could, work when I should [00:48.50]Thank God Im a country boy [00:50.69]Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle [00:54.31]When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle [00:57.38]Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle [01:00.00]Thank God Im a country boy [01:20.00]Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels [01:22.37]I never was one of them money hungry fools [01:24.44]Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin tools [01:27.00]Thank God Im a country boy [01:29.25]Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine [01:31.31]A lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keen [01:33.62]Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean [01:36.62]Thank God Im a country boy [01:38.75]Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle [01:41.68]When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle [01:44.00]Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle [01:45.87]Thank God Im a country boy [02:07.94]Well, my fiddle was my daddys till the day he died [02:10.43]And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side [02:13.24]Said, live a good life and play my fiddle with pride [02:15.49]And thank God youre a country boy [02:17.37]My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle [02:20.18]Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle [02:22.93]Taught me how to love and how to give just a little [02:27.49]Thank God Im a country boy [02:28.93]Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle [02:31.55]When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle [02:33.99]Life aint nothin but a funy funny riddle [02:35.69]Thank God Im a country boy [02:40.31] [02:56.40]Thank God Im a country boy [02:58.03]Words and music by john martin sommers
