A A D 1) Well life's on a farm is kinda laid back, 2) When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low 3) I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels, 4) Well, my fiddle was my daddy's till the day he died, A G E7 1) ain't much an old country boy like me can hack. 2) I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow. 3) I never was one of them money hungry fools. 4) and he took me by the hand and held me close to his side. A D 1) It's early to rise, early in the sack: 2) But the kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low: 3) I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools: 4) He said: "Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride, A E7 A 1) Thank God I'm a country boy. 2) Thank God I'm a country boy. 3) Thank God I'm a country boy. 4) and thank God you're a country boy. A D 1) A simple kind of life never did me no harm, 2) I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could, 3) Yeah, city folk drivin in a black limou sine, 4) My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle, A G E7 1) raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm. 2) but the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good. 3) a lotta sad people thinkin' that's mighty keen. 4) he taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle. A D 1) My days are all filled with an easy country charm: 2) So I fiddle when I can and I work when I should: 3) Well, folks let me tell you now exactly what I mean: 4) He taught me how to love and how to give just a little: A E7 A 1) Thank God I'm a country boy. 2) Thank God I'm a country boy. 3) I thank God I'm a country boy. 4) Thank God you're a country boy. E7 A Chorus: Well I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle. E7 A When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle; A D and life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle: A E7 A Thank God I'm a country boy.