Well life on the farm is kinda laid back Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack It's 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 a fiddle When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle Thank God I'm a country boy When the work's all done and the sun's 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 I'm a country boy Now I'd play Sally Goodin' all day if I could But the lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good So I fiddle when I could, work when I should Thank God I'm a country boy Chorus Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds and jewels I never was one of them money hungry fools I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools Thank God I'm a country boy Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine A lotta sad people thinkin' 'That's a-mighty keen' Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean Thank God I'm a country boy Chorus Solo chords change to key of A then drop back to for the last verse and Chorus Well, my fiddle was my daddy's 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 Thank God I'm a country boy Chorus Thank God I'm a country boy