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 I'm 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 I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's 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
And 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 can, 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 suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'id 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
And thank God Im a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy, funny riddle
Thank God I'm 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 you're 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
And thank God Im a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack
Its early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God I'm 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 I'm a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
When the work's 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
And 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 can, 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 suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy
Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'id 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
And thank God Im a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy, funny riddle
Thank God I'm 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 you're 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
And thank God Im a country boy
Well I got me a fine wife I got me old fiddle
When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy