Bb Well life on the farm is kinda laid back
F Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack
Bb Its early to rise, early in the D# sack
F Thank God Im a country Bb boy
Bb Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
F A raisin me a family and workin on a farm
Bb My days are all filled with an easy country ch D# arm
T F hank God Im a country b Bb oy
(Chorus)
F Well I got me a fine wife I go Bb t me a fiddle
F When the suns comin up I got ca Bb kes on the griddle
Life aint nothin but a funy funny ri D# ddle
F Thank God Im a country b Bb oy
(Verse 2)
Bb When the works all done and the suns settlin low
F I pull out my fiddle and I rosin up the bow
Bb The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda D# low
F Thank God Im a country Bb boy
Bb Id play Sally Goodin all day if I could
F But the lord and my wife wouldnt take it very good
Bb So I fiddle when I could, work when D# I should
F Thank God Im a country Bb boy
(Chorus)
F Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fid Bb dle
F When the suns comin up I got cakes on the g Bb riddle
Life aint nothin but a funy funny ri D# ddle
F Thank God Im a country b Bb oy
Bb Well I wouldnt trade my life for diamonds and jewels
F I never was one of them money hungry fools
Bb Iid rather have my fiddle and my farmin D# tools
F Thank God Im a country Bb boy
Bb Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limousine
F A lotta sad people thinkin thats mighty keen
Bb Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I D# mean
F Thank God Im a country Bb boy
(Chorus)
F Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fi Bb ddle
F When the suns comin up I got cakes on the g Bb riddle
Life aint nothin but a funy funny rid D# dle
F Thank God Im a country Bb boy
Bb Well, my fiddle was my daddys till the day he died
F And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
Bb Said, live a good life and play my fiddle with D# pride
F And thank God youre a country Bb boy
Bb My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
F Taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
Bb Taught me how to love and how to give just a D# little
F Thank God Im a country Bb boy
(Chorus)
F Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fid Bb dle
F When the suns comin up I got cakes on the g Bb riddle
Life aint nothin but a funy funny r D# iddle
F Thank God Im a country Bb boy
John Denver
